Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1795
“Rodney Snow, are you human? You have no conscience at all. You were the one who made me like this.” Freya was pregnant, which happened to be the time she was most easily stimulated. At that moment, her eyes were red with anger, and she lost her rationality.
She rushed over and grabbed the paper bags. “You have no right to dispose of things I’ve bought. Get out of my sight.”
Then, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, and her face went white. She hurriedly held onto the wall beside her in pain and almost fell down.
Rodney, who was shrouded in anger, was also frightened. “W-what’s wrong?”
“Get lost.” Freya forced back the pain and glared at him. Just then, she felt something leaking.
Even if she had never given birth before, she had done her research on it. In an instant, she panicked. “Oh no. I think my water just broke.”
“That… That can’t be.” Rodney was dumbfounded. The due date was still a month away.
“I’m going into labor prematurely because you made me angry.” Freya was in so much pain that she wanted to cry. Why was she so unlucky? She really had a bad life. She should not have married a b*stard like Rodney.
Rodney’s face went white in shock. This time, he did not dare to argue with Freya anymore as he hurriedly picked her up and dashed downstairs.
Freya’s belly was big and now weighed more than 170 pounds.
He ran downstairs in one breath and put her in the back seat, only to find that her skirt was already wet with amniotic fluid.
His legs went soft. He was not as nervous even when Gavin rebelled and Wesley pointed a gun at his face that night.
No. He had to calm down.
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