All the movements were momentarily still.
The man was the first to react. He moved the knife away from Aleena's neck, but he still accidentally cut her skin, and the blood immediately oozed out.
The man put the knife away and looked at the door.
Aleena, regardless of the pain, looked from behind the man.
But at one glance, she froze like a lightning strike.
Spencer?!
Why was he here?!
If only the knife had come down a little faster, Aleena thought.
She would rather die than see Spencer.
Spencer stood in the doorway against the light, with a cold expression. The sun pulled his shadow very long. He was very tall and had superior temperament, so people would surrender to him in heart.
The man clenched the knife in his hand and asked, “Is she your wife?”
Spencer did not speak, but walked slowly toward them.
The man looked at the aggressive Spencer, subconsciously retreated two steps, but still firmly blocked in front of Aleena.
“Give her to me,” said Spencer.
The man said, “I accept the money, so I can't accept your request.”
Spencer's eyes suddenly rested on Aleena.
She seemed a little heavier than before, which was more pleasing to his eyes.
But...
He failed to control his expression when he saw the bruises and bleeding on her bulging belly and her fail skin.
Almost subconsciously, he darkened his face, at the same time, there was pressure from his body.
Good. Not long after she left him, she had a child with Travis.
At one point, Spencer even thought about grabbing the knife from the man's hand and killing the woman himself.
Aleena felt his hot and complex eyes, and could not help shrinking to protect her belly.
She was really afraid.
All three of her children had died at his hands, possibly it was her last and only child.
If he wanted to take her back to torture her and abort the child, he might as well have stabbed her and the child to death. It was good that she died with the child.
Spencer looked at her subconsciously protecting the child, his eyes became dark. He looked away at the man and said, “I don't want to talk to you anymore. Give her to me. I can leave you alone.”
“Who are you? Do you think we have to do as you said?” The man didn't say anything, but the crowd started shouting.
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