My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 293

The hired guns violently dragged me out of the car, not giving a hoot that I was pregnant and in labor. Shoving me into their car, they gagged me and tied my hands and feet up before starting the car.

I didn't have the chance to say anything. While some of the men tied me up, the others poured gasoline on the car that I left the villa in, and they set it on fire. I couldn't believe what I saw. The bodyguard that Hendrix had assigned to me was still in the car, and these men just killed him without batting an eyelash.

At this moment, a surge of emotions overwhelmed me. I was horrified and distrustful, frightened by what I had witnessed. If they could kill the bodyguard just like that, undoubtedly, they could have easily killed me too.

By then, the contractions had gotten so frequent and excruciating to the point where I was drenched in sweat. I could feel the tearing as it happened. The baby was ready to come out and meet the world, but my legs were tied together.

The water had broken, soaking the entire skirt

of my dress.

I struggled to break through the rope that tied my legs together, wanting to be able to part my legs to give birth to my baby. However, the rope remained tight around my ankles no matter how hard I tried. Instead, I chafed my ankles.

It was said that a mother and her child were connected on a cellular level. I could feel that the baby was gasping for air as I gradually lost the amniotic fluid at an alarming speed.

I knew that if I couldn't bring the baby to the world before the amniotic fluid completely ran out, he would die of suffocation.

He would be the stillborn baby that died from the lack of oxygen.

I felt miserably just by thinking about it, and I was desperately determined to give birth to him. I trusted myself to be strong- willed enough to do it even though I wasn't in the appropriate place.

After a few more tries, I managed to move the rope a couple inches down, but I could barely spread my knees. However, since it was probable to free myself, I continued to wiggle my legs free.

As I was trying, the moving car suddenly stopped. Two men in black opened the door and heaved me out of the car. All the while, I couldn't say a word because I was gagged.