C237 Miscarriage

"Ah!"

A miserable cry echoed in the empty room.

Zhao Chun was kicked by the furious Third Brother and fell backwards. Even though she tried her best to suppress her body and mind, it was useless. In the end, she could only fall to the ground.

Zhao Chun clutched her stomach, her face pale. Her lips had been a little bit red before, but now they were as white as paper