Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 880

"You're the one I came here to hit, you shameless slut. Did you enjoy yourself when you were screwing my husband? I could have tolerated you sleeping with him, but who gave you permission to get pregnant with his bastard child!"

Mrs. Walker grabbed a fistful of April's hair and began raining down punches and kicks.

April had graduated from the police academy and knew how to defend herself. But after so many years of living a pampered life, and now heavily pregnant, she was completely unprepared.

With Mrs. Walker's sudden assault, April was caught off guard. Once her hair was grabbed, she found she had no strength to fight back at all.

All April could do was instinctively curl up to protect her stomach, trying to shield the baby from Mrs. Walker's fists and feet.

"Stop it! Stop! How can you attack a pregnant woman!" the attendant screamed in terror, trying to intervene while shouting, "Doctor! Doctor, someone help!"

The loud commotion from the VIP suite quickly brought doctors and nurses rushing to the scene.

It took two doctors and several nurses to finally restrain the enraged Mrs. Walker.

Although she could no longer physically attack April, her stream of verbal abuse didn't stop.

"You whore! You shameless homewrecker! You could have lived a respectable life, but you chose to be a slut. Are you that desperate for a man? Did you have to seduce someone else's husband?"

The disturbance in the room had attracted not only medical staff but also a crowd of onlookers from other rooms.

April had been staying at the hospital for some time to monitor her pregnancy, so she was familiar with the medical staff and even some of the other expectant mothers.

Vincent visited her frequently, and they always appeared to be a very loving couple.

Everyone had assumed April and Vincent were a devoted husband and wife. No one had imagined that Vincent had another family and that April was merely his kept mistress.

The attendant was terrified but didn't forget to call Vincent.

After leaving the hospital, Vincent was about to head into a meeting. His car had just pulled up to the front of his office building when he received the call from the attendant.

The attendant was hysterical, sobbing into the phone. "April... April was attacked by your wife! I think she's badly hurt... there was so much blood... they've rushed her into the delivery room!"

Vincent's expression changed instantly. He barked at the driver, "Back to the hospital! Immediately! Now!"

The driver, stunned for a second, saw the dark expression and icy tone in the rearview mirror. Without daring to delay, he immediately restarted the car, made a U-turn, and sped back toward the hospital.

During the drive, Vincent urged the driver to go faster several times.

The hospital's location was quite remote, and it took Vincent's car nearly an hour to get back.