Chasing My Pregnant Wife

The woman kicked Aurora's leg harshly. "Get over there and clean the toilet, or you'll regret it!"

Both Angie and Aurora had been deliberately placed in this cell, which was filled with troublemakers. They weren't easy to deal with and would bully the new inmates.

Aurora swallowed nervously and slowly got up from the ground. "What...what should I do?"

She couldn't fight against them; for now, she had to submit. She had to find a way to escape.

The child in her belly was her lifeline, and there was also the mastermind, whom she had yet to reveal. The child and the mysterious man were her bargaining chips.

Angie laughed proudly. "Go clean the toilet, cousin. After all, you're no longer Mrs. Spencer."

Suddenly, Maeve grabbed Angie's hair and slammed her to the ground. "What are you standing there for? Don't you know you're supposed to teach her? Do I need to show you how it's done? Useless piece of trash!"

Maeve spat in Angie's face.

floor and smiled ingratiatingly

floor and shouted at Aurora angrily, "Hurry up and take this,

courtesy to Aurora. She shoved the toilet brush into Aurora's hand and forced her to clean, treating her like a dog. The other female

against the bed, munching on some

to give her respect. When Angie had first entered the prison, she had a filthy

a harsh lesson by Maeve and a few

had forced Angie's

stuck a fork

left visible marks,

and never dared to speak

often happened

of warning, telling them to be quiet, but as long as things didn't get too serious, they would turn a blind eye. They might throw someone into solitary confinement once in a while, but

Those sentenced to heavy penalties

Angie.