Sweet Divorce

Chapter 165 Have Justice for Lillian

“What’s wrong with her?” Rita took a doctor by the arm and asked.

The doctor glanced at her and said very seriously, “The pregnant woman is hemorrhaging.”

Rita looked at the doctor with her mouth open. Was Lillian pregnant? That was why she met Lillian in the hospital? What happened to her? She was fine a few minutes ago.

“Hurry up. Her life is in danger.” Doctors’ voice reached Rita ears.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Rita hurried to follow.

By great effort, Lillian was brought back to life. She woke up a few hours later and saw Rita sitting by her bed. Lillian put her hand on her belly and asked, “How is my baby?”

Rita looked at her. There was sadness in her eyes.

“I lost my baby, right?” said Lillian, in a voice choked with tears.

“Don’t be sad. Fortunately, you’re OK. You will have the chance to be a mom again,” soothed Rita.

“No! I never will,” said Lillian sadly. “Why am I still alive? He should kill me together!”

Rita looked at her with surprise. “What do you mean, Lillian? Who did this to you?”

But Lillian turned and made no reply.

“Michael did it, right?” Rita asked warily.

Lillian still said nothing, but her eyes were moist again. Rita knew everything instantly. Her guess was correct.

hand on Lillian’s shoulder and said, “You said you are fine.

for a moment and burst into

What happened?” Rita

drugged me,” sobbed Lillian.

find it?”

here today for a checkup, but the doctor told me the fetus has dead. Then I

Michael’s words very well. He said she did

thought, Lillian wept bitterly. She had cried for a long time, and then she fell asleep, but even in

at Lillian, Rita felt the anger mounting up within her. Lillian had done something wrong, but Michael had gone too far

“I’m leaving. I got some things to take care of.” Then she stormed out

worried. He said a few words to Jacob and sprinted towards

note, on which there was Michael’s address. Then

got out of the car

Miss Brown. Mr. Burke is not at

where he

know,” The

here,” Rita said, choking back her anger. If she had known

didn’t do what she said. “Sorry, I don’t know

word of it. Anger was boiling up inside her. She needed an outlet for her pent-up anger.

She held it high up and threw it at an expensive clock on the

twisted out of shape and the glass front

him now?”

that, Miss Brown. Or I will call the police

care!” Rita sneered. Then she grabbed another chair and held

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