Her body crashed onto the cold tiles of the living room floor.
Thick, fresh blood flowed out from between her legs...
Luo Qiangwei felt all the pain in her body concentrate in her abdomen, tearing at her heart and lungs. She instinctively tried to protect her child with her hands, "Baby... my baby..."
The handsome and wild man strode down the stairs.
He walked over to her and squatted down.
Luo Qiangwei's vision blurred as she looked at him. Her pale lips moved with difficulty, "It's... it's your child... ours... not... not another man's..."
"It's not mine!" Mo Xiao roared coldly, "You're carrying someone else's child! I'm not happy about it!"
Even though it was the same body, Mo Shiche was still someone else!
Luo Qiangwei slightly furrowed her brows in confusion, gazing at his eyes that vaguely shimmered with scarlet, but she had no more strength left to ponder, incessantly feeling warm blood crazily gushing out from below...
