Her screams were getting more and more poignant.
Otis lifted his foot and kicked her directly in the stomach nonstop. There was nothing but anger in his bloodshot eyes.
His movements were extremely cruel and his purpose was clear - he wanted to kick her straight to the point of miscarriage.
She didn’t deserve to have his child at all.
She was just trash.
Her mention of her pregnancy made him even angrier.
This damn woman! How dared she deceive him? How dared she take Joyce’s place.
Charlotte rolled on the floor in pain as she held her stomach. Her stomach felt like it was being stabbed by a million burning knives, and the muscles on her cheeks had all been twisted.
The twinge of pain came like a tidal wave nonstop.
Her face turned from yellow to red to purple and then to white, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her whole body kept shaking.
"Don't, please ..."
After saying this last sentence, she didn't even have the strength to speak.
Otis's eyes were red, yet he kept kicking. The more she rolled, the harder he kicked.
Until a stream of bright red blood flowed from underneath Charlotte's body.
The blood flowed and flowed until it soaked her entire lower body.
He's still kicking.
Charlotte could not even grunt now. She opened her eyes wide and she had stopped rolling., She felt numb after all his kicks, with each kick she just opened her lips a bit and closed them up.
The flow of blood made her lapse in consciousness, and under such violent abuse, the child must have been lost.
She slowly closed her eyes, and the remnants of her breath were weak.
Eugene stood guard outside the door and when he heard the commotion inside, he did not come in at first.
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