President's Substitute Wife/C31 Don't Kill My Child
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C31 Don't Kill My Child

Ji Qingxuan pushed me so hard that my spine went numb even my stomach starting to hurt slightly.

The door was slammed shut and the police immediately came up to lock the door.

I chased after him, grabbed on the cold metal bar on the small window, and shouted, "Ji Qingxuan, I'm pregnant with your child!"

"Then die together with your child!"

The man's cold curse sounded from the pitch dark corridor.

I stood there in despair, feeling grievance and furious at the same time.

The second day in the prison, I finally got to meet Lu Qiaoyu, saying he would get me a lawyer.

However, later on, he told me in an awkward manner, none of the senior lawyers were willing to take up the case at the moment, and only some of the new lawyers were planning to give it a try. Although the winning rate would be low, he still hoped I would not give up.

Not give up? How could I not give up?

A month later, when the trial began, I was taken to court and stood at the dock.

Qin Jiameng sat in a wheelchair, wearing a beautiful maroon dress with a beautiful bun on her head, and light makeup on her face.

I, on the other hand, was wearing a prison uniform, and face covered in dirt.

It was as if they were highlighting the lives of the two from here on.

The young lawyer Lu Qiaoyu hired was obviously inexperienced. After being asked a few questions by the opposing lawyer, he was left speechless.

In the end, it was just as I expected.

I had been convicted for an attempted murder for a year and a half.

With that, I protested and filed an appeal, yet it had been dismissed immediately.

Now, I have found myself behind cold, chilling bars. Even if I screamed for help, no one would even hear me.

At that time my baby bump had begun to show, realizing the baby had a life too. Therefore, immediately when I went in, I told the prison guard, "I'm pregnant!"

The female guard lifted my clothes and looked at my slightly bulging tummy, giving me a pregnancy test kit to examine.

After confirming that I was pregnant, she put me in a single cell, then reported to her superior.

At the moment, I thought I would at least be able to get a doctor and give birth to the baby.

Unexpectedly, that night, while I was still in a daze, a few people broke into my room and tied me to a bed they had pushed in. They then spread my legs apart and tied them to the shelves on both sides of the bed. That was the moment I realized that something was wrong and shouted for help!

However, no one came!

I kept on struggling while four of them grabbed my limbs and another man used a forceps and stuck into my vagina.

"No, no, no!" I was so scared that I shouted and begged for mercy, "I beg you, please, d-don't kill my child!"

Yet, that person did not stop what he was doing and directly reached his hand inward.

"Ah!"

It hurts so much!

Pain sears through my abdomen better than a branding iron, my mind conceding to the torment, unable to bring a thought to completion.

I screamed out as the pain drove through my lower body!

My scream echoed in the prison corridor.

I could feel the forceps stirring in my womb, then something flowed out.

That's my child. Just a second ago, he was still alive, but now, he had turned into a pool of blood!

I clenched my teeth tightly and slowly devoured by the hatred.

The whole process took about half an hour.

I kept screaming and struggling, yet no one bothered.

By the time it ended, I was already exhausted, and my thin prison clothes were soaked with sweat.

Only then they untied me, threw me back on the bed, and prepared to leave. Without bothering the pain, I rushed up to them.

But one of them shoved me back into the cell.

The iron door slammed shut, hearing one of them said, "Don't blame us for being merciless. If you want to blame, blame yourself for offending someone you shouldn't have."

"Someone I shouldn't have offended..." I murmured.

I could not think of anyone other than Ji Qingxuan.

I dropped down on my knees and screamed with all my might with hands clutching my tummy, sobbing and tearing like the waters rushing down from a waterfall and the only time I'd stop was to fill my lungs with fresh air.

He killed our child. He's the murderer that killed our child!

The moment I thought of this, my love for him for the past twelve years instantly turned into pure hatred!

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