The car sped away into the distance.

The masked man slammed the door shut, his temper flaring as he glanced into the rearview mirror at Winnie. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Winnie remained silent.

"If it didn't work, we'd both be done for," he snapped, his tone edged with frustration.

Her voice was calm, almost detached. "He's my nephew, and his health isn't good. Dragging him into a life on the run would do more harm than good." The man let out a bitter laugh. "So what now? You really plan on living like this forever?"

"Do you have some miraculous plan to turn this all around? I've already burned every bridge with him," Winnie said, her tone laced with bitterness. Yet, as she spoke, a faint glimmer of hope ignited within her, sparked by the man's words.

The masked man remained silent, his expression unreadable.

"Let's just take it one step at a time," he finally muttered.

Winnie nodded, but a sharp pain shot through her abdomen, forcing her to clutch her stomach.

The man's brows furrowed as he noticed her pale face. "What's wrong?"

Before she could answer, her head slumped forward. Blood pooled on the car seat beneath her.

"Winnie! Stay with me!"

to a screeching halt, frantically steadying the wheel before jumping out and checking

had a recent miscarriage and

the door, and sped

*

scene, Ben's men

we keep chasing

He bent down to gently pinch Charlie's

to see your mom,

moment he heard he could see his mom, his eyes lit up

looked frail from his recent illness, the mere thought of seeing his mom filled him with a joy that was unmistakable. Ben didn't delay,

*

though her fever had stabilized after the medication. From her room, she suddenly heard

was a hallucination, but when she turned her head, Charlie was running toward her, his arms

filled with tears as she held him tightly. "Mommy missed you too. Did you have fun with Aunt

was great,

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