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.

it off. Instead, she knelt on the floor and smiled ingratiatingly like a dog.

floor and shouted at Aurora angrily,

She shoved the toilet brush into Aurora's hand and forced her to

leaned against the bed,

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

a harsh lesson by Maeve and a few of her

forced

even stuck a fork up her nose. They had also scrubbed her teeth with the toilet brush claiming to clean her dirty

visible marks, but they were enough to torture her and make her

dared to speak rudely or curse

happened

of warning, telling them to be quiet, but as long as things didn't get too serious, they would turn a blind eye.

heavy penalties weren't

Angie. Isn't she just