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Chương 211
Chapter 211 When I called again, the phone was off.
Something must have happened!
These words kept going round and round in my mind. I could not help but think that Cameron’s real targets were my child and me.
When this thought came to my mind, I blurted out, “Turn around! Head back to the villa!”
Before the bodyguard could turn the car around, however, we were hit by a huge force.
Instinctively, the bodyguard stopped the car. Thankfully, he was trained personnel. In less than two seconds, he quickly regained his senses and realized that something was wrong, so he started the car again.
Before the car started, however, a black off-road vehicle crashed into the front of the car.
These two huge impacts came flying at me one after another, and they terrified my senses.
I started to feel the pain of falling in my lower abdomen. At the same instant, I felt cold and sweaty. I was sure I was about to give birth.
Taking a breath of air, I said, “Don’t open the door! Hurry, call the police!”
The pain in my lower abdomen got more intense, and I panicked. If the police could not make it in time, both my child and I would be in danger.
With some difficulty, I got out my phone and dialed John’s number. The phone rang twice before being connected.
“Letty!”
“John, help me, Southvale Road…” Before I could finish, a loud noise interrupted my speech.
Crash! The windscreen of the car was smashed, and a few men in black pulled the car doors open forcefully. The bodyguard tried to protect me, but the men in black injected some substance into his neck, and he passed out immediately.
The men in black dragged me out of the car, ignoring that I was a pregnant woman, and roughly stuffed me into another vehicle. Then they tied my hands and feet, gagged my mouth, and started driving away.
I could not make a sound. From a distance, I watched them pour gasoline on the three cars, which were then blown up together. I looked at all this in disbelief. There was still a person in the car. How could they just take a life like this without hesitation?
Horror, disbelief, and fear – all these emotions flooded into my mind at this moment.
My lower abdomen hurt, and I sweated profusely. My legs were tied tightly together, but I could feel my cervix tearing, and the child seemed to be coming out.
The hem of my skirt was soaked with amniotic fluid as the water broke… I struggled desperately to untie my legs, to spread them and give birth to the baby. But no matter how hard I tried, I could not break the rope.
Instead, my legs were cut by the ropes and started to bleed. I could feel my son’s desperation as the amniotic fluid drained out, and I could feel as he struggled for breath.
If he were not out of my womb before the fluid drained completely, he would soon suffocate.
He would die from lack of oxygen, suffocated to death.
As these thoughts entered my mind, the pain in my heart started to spread. No, this mustn’t be. I must give birth to my child!
After much struggling, I moved the rope down a little, and my knees could be separated slightly. I tried my best to spread my legs.
The speeding car stopped abruptly, and the door was opened. Then two men in black lifted me out of the car.
My mouth was gagged, and I could not speak. The men dragged me into a warehouse that had been cleaned up in advance and did not look too messy.
“Boss, she seems to be giving birth? Shall we do it now?” one of the men in black said.
“Wait a minute!” another black-clothed man said, “The big boss ordered that as long as it’s past eight o’clock, we need not bother about her life or death. Looking at her current state, she probably won’t be struggling for long.”
After they finished speaking, a phone rang. The man in black glanced at the caller ID, looked at his partner, and said, “Boss, it’s the Big Boss calling!”
“Accept the call!”
The man answered the call, and after listening to the caller, he replied hesitatingly, “Ms. A… won’t that be too cruel?”
As if hearing the affirmative answer on the other end, the man hung up the phone and looked at the boss, saying, “The big boss commanded we tie her legs together firmly. As long as the child remains inside her womb, once the amniotic fluid runs out, the baby will suffocate and die.”
Hearing this, the black-clothed man was stunned and said, “Isn’t this too cruel? It seems that this child is already full-term.”
“The big boss promises to double the price. We only need to tie her legs and leave her here.
Whether she lives or dies depends on her luck!”
After the two finished their discussion, they decided to tie my legs together. I kept shaking my head, begging them to stop.
The pain in my lower abdomen was like tens of thousands of needles piercing me, but my mouth was gagged, and I could only make a whining sound.
After finishing their job, the two men in black drove away.
I was alone in the dark warehouse, and the pain in my lower abdomen came in waves one after another. In the lower part of my body, I could feel the child struggling to be born.
I tried over and over to break free, but the strength exerted by the two men in tying the knots made it impossible for me to break free.
The pain became more and more intense, and I could vividly feel every single movement of the baby, who was struggling inside of me.
Something must have happened!
These words kept going round and round in my mind. I could not help but think that Cameron’s real targets were my child and me.
When this thought came to my mind, I blurted out, “Turn around! Head back to the villa!”
Before the bodyguard could turn the car around, however, we were hit by a huge force.
Instinctively, the bodyguard stopped the car. Thankfully, he was trained personnel. In less than two seconds, he quickly regained his senses and realized that something was wrong, so he started the car again.
Before the car started, however, a black off-road vehicle crashed into the front of the car.
These two huge impacts came flying at me one after another, and they terrified my senses.
I started to feel the pain of falling in my lower abdomen. At the same instant, I felt cold and sweaty. I was sure I was about to give birth.
Taking a breath of air, I said, “Don’t open the door! Hurry, call the police!”
The pain in my lower abdomen got more intense, and I panicked. If the police could not make it in time, both my child and I would be in danger.
With some difficulty, I got out my phone and dialed John’s number. The phone rang twice before being connected.
“Letty!”
“John, help me, Southvale Road…” Before I could finish, a loud noise interrupted my speech.
Crash! The windscreen of the car was smashed, and a few men in black pulled the car doors open forcefully. The bodyguard tried to protect me, but the men in black injected some substance into his neck, and he passed out immediately.
The men in black dragged me out of the car, ignoring that I was a pregnant woman, and roughly stuffed me into another vehicle. Then they tied my hands and feet, gagged my mouth, and started driving away.
I could not make a sound. From a distance, I watched them pour gasoline on the three cars, which were then blown up together. I looked at all this in disbelief. There was still a person in the car. How could they just take a life like this without hesitation?
Horror, disbelief, and fear – all these emotions flooded into my mind at this moment.
My lower abdomen hurt, and I sweated profusely. My legs were tied tightly together, but I could feel my cervix tearing, and the child seemed to be coming out.
The hem of my skirt was soaked with amniotic fluid as the water broke… I struggled desperately to untie my legs, to spread them and give birth to the baby. But no matter how hard I tried, I could not break the rope.
Instead, my legs were cut by the ropes and started to bleed. I could feel my son’s desperation as the amniotic fluid drained out, and I could feel as he struggled for breath.
If he were not out of my womb before the fluid drained completely, he would soon suffocate.
He would die from lack of oxygen, suffocated to death.
As these thoughts entered my mind, the pain in my heart started to spread. No, this mustn’t be. I must give birth to my child!
After much struggling, I moved the rope down a little, and my knees could be separated slightly. I tried my best to spread my legs.
The speeding car stopped abruptly, and the door was opened. Then two men in black lifted me out of the car.
My mouth was gagged, and I could not speak. The men dragged me into a warehouse that had been cleaned up in advance and did not look too messy.
“Boss, she seems to be giving birth? Shall we do it now?” one of the men in black said.
“Wait a minute!” another black-clothed man said, “The big boss ordered that as long as it’s past eight o’clock, we need not bother about her life or death. Looking at her current state, she probably won’t be struggling for long.”
After they finished speaking, a phone rang. The man in black glanced at the caller ID, looked at his partner, and said, “Boss, it’s the Big Boss calling!”
“Accept the call!”
The man answered the call, and after listening to the caller, he replied hesitatingly, “Ms. A… won’t that be too cruel?”
As if hearing the affirmative answer on the other end, the man hung up the phone and looked at the boss, saying, “The big boss commanded we tie her legs together firmly. As long as the child remains inside her womb, once the amniotic fluid runs out, the baby will suffocate and die.”
Hearing this, the black-clothed man was stunned and said, “Isn’t this too cruel? It seems that this child is already full-term.”
“The big boss promises to double the price. We only need to tie her legs and leave her here.
Whether she lives or dies depends on her luck!”
After the two finished their discussion, they decided to tie my legs together. I kept shaking my head, begging them to stop.
The pain in my lower abdomen was like tens of thousands of needles piercing me, but my mouth was gagged, and I could only make a whining sound.
After finishing their job, the two men in black drove away.
I was alone in the dark warehouse, and the pain in my lower abdomen came in waves one after another. In the lower part of my body, I could feel the child struggling to be born.
I tried over and over to break free, but the strength exerted by the two men in tying the knots made it impossible for me to break free.
The pain became more and more intense, and I could vividly feel every single movement of the baby, who was struggling inside of me.
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