Jessica pressed down on Sivan's neck with the vase fragment in her hand. Her other hand pressed down on Sivan's belly.
"When you need it, you used it to deceive Carl. When you don't need it, you want to kill it. You are not worthy of being a mother."
Her emotion could not be told from her tone. It was as if she was sighing and was lost in thought.
Sivan felt that Jessica looked a little crazy at this moment.
However, she didn't dare to move. She followed Jessica's words, "Yes, you're right, I'm not worthy of being a mother..."
Jessica did not say anything, as if she had fallen into her own thoughts. She seemed absent-minded.
Sivan felt that it was time to run away.
She wanted to push Jessica away while she was absent-minded.
However, when she moved, Jessica was alert. The vase fragment on her neck was pressed down.
Sivan felt sticky on her neck. She didn't know if the blood was from her neck or Jessica's hands.
She was so frightened that she didn't dare to move. She cried, "Jessica, I was sorry. Please forgive me. I don't move anymore. Please..."
After saying that, she began to cry and looked so piteous.
Finally, she looked like a girl of her age.
Jessica curled her lips and smiled. Her smile was extremely cold.
Her hand that was holding the vase fragment exerted a slight force and cut Sivan's neck.
Sivan was so frightened that she stopped crying. She looked at Jessica shivering, "You ... think about Carl, you love him. If you kill me, you will go to jail..."
"Go to jail?" Jessica sneered, "Do you think Carl will put me in jail?"
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