"Boyd, it was Nancy Grote who killed our child. When can you help me kill her? Take revenge for our child." The woman's vicious voice was sounded through the wall.
"She is less than seven months pregnant. We still has to wait …" Boyd Lynd's voice was sounded latter. He comforted her gently.
"But I don't want to wait for a day" The woman cried after she finished speaking. "Isn't it almost seven months? We can do induced labor now. At worst, after the baby is born, it can stay in an incubator for a period of time. Let's let her give birth to a child now and then kill her, okay?"
After a few seconds of silence, Boyd replied dotingly, "Alright."
Outside the door, Nancy, who had heard everything, covered her mouth in fear and hurriedly turned around to escape downstairs.
The two people in the room were her sister, Bess Grote, and her husband, Boyd, who married her two years ago.
Nancy ran to the stairs in a panic. A sharp woman's voice sounded from behind. "Nancy, do you want to run away?"
Nancy's back turned cold. She didn't dare to turn around. She quickened her pace and rushed down.
However, she had a round belly so that she was unable to move. She did not run a few steps when Bess caught up to her and grabbed her hair behind.
"Nancy, you still haven't paid off what you owe me. Where do you want to run to?" Bess grabbed her hair and dragged her upstairs.
"Let go of me!" Nancy staggered and fell down. Her spine collided with the raised stairs, causing a sharp pain. "Ah, it hurts …"
"Pain?" Bess sneered, "Can you feel the pain I felt when I was in the car accident? Do you know how much pain I felt when I saw my biological parents die while having an abortion? Nancy, you murderer!"
"I didn't" Nancy cried and explained, "I really don't know why the car went wrong. Sister Bess, I have no intention of killing my parents!"
Born on the same day as Bess, she was miscarried in the hospital and changed identities. Nancy became the young miss of the Grote Family, but Bess fell to the bottom.
At the age of fifteen, the Grote Family discovered this mistake and brought Bess back. Their parents loved Nancy and did not drive her away, making her the second young miss of the Grote Family.
But this was the beginning of Nancy's nightmare …
At this moment, she used both her hands and feet, pushing Bess away with great difficulty and trying to escape.
Boyd suddenly stood in front of her.
"Boyd" Nancy was stunned for a moment, then she hurriedly grabbed his arm and asked for help. "Please don't let me do induced labor. The baby is less seven months old. It will be very dangerous to give birth …"
After the car accident, Bess lost her fertility. Thus, Boyd agreed to marry her to replace Bess and give birth to the successor of the Locke Family.
Boyd lowered his eyes. There was no emotion in his eyes, only coldness and ruthlessness.
"Seven months is enough."
Seven months is the minimum period for induced labor.
Nancy protected her stomach and retreated helplessly. "No, the child is only six months old. It's impossible for him to survive! Boyd, this is murder!"
Boyd's eyes were sharp and cold, "Bess can't wait any longer. The baby must be born tonight. If the baby really doesn't survive, then you'll have another one."
Nancy was treated as a child—bearing tool without any human rights.
"No … I don't want … ah!" Before Nancy could finish speaking, her back was forcefully pushed.
In front of her was a spiraling staircase.
Nancy lost control of her body and uncontrollably threw herself down.
Boyd stood at the side and subconsciously stretched out his slender arm, as if he wanted to catch Nancy …
"Boyd, don't save her!" Bess shouted. Boyd's hand stopped moving.
He watched helplessly as Nancy rolled down the stairs with her belly in her arms.
Her body collided with her protruding lower abdomen on the stairs, causing Nancy to almost faint from pain. She curled up on the floor in despair, covering her abdomen. Her face was pale. Wet liquid gushed out from her legs …
It's blood …
"Boyd, I'm going to have an abortion" Nancy was instantly frightened and subconsciously turned to her husband for help.
"It's good to have an abortion!" Bess sneered and grabbed Boyd's arm. Her smile was charming and vicious, "Boyd, quickly call the people from the hospital to arrange for Nancy to have an induced labor! When the child is born, I want her to die immediately!"
