The doctor came towards her. The long needle drew nearer and nearer to her.
The cold needle made her hair stand on end!
The baby moved slightly as if it could sense her fear.
"Stop it! My stomach hurts!" she cried anxiously.
"Miss Crowe, don't struggle." The smile on the butler's face was even crueler. "Your trick doesn't work on me. I'm telling you, I really don't care about the baby in your belly. It can even be said that… I think it's better than it's dead!"
"It's really Joshua's kid," she snapped with a serious expression. "Aren't you afraid that your master will punish you if something happens to it!"
"There's nothing to be afraid of," he said, his eyes glinting maliciously. "The kid given birth by a woman like you will only taint the blood of the King family. It's better if it is dead! The world is full of women. You're not the only woman who can get pregnant! Enough, Miss Crowe, stop stalling. I'm not buying that."
