Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 160

Several men in black pulled me out of the car. Ignoring that I was pregnant, they rudely stuffed me into another car, tied my hands and feet, blocked my mouth, and started the car.

I didn't have a chance to make a sound. I watched from a distance as they poured gasoline on three cars and blew them up at the same time. I looked at all this in disbelief. There was another person in the car. How could they kill a person just like that?

Fear, disbelief, and fright filled me at this moment.

My lower abdomen was hurting so much that I was sweating. My legs were tied by them. I could feel that it was tearing little by little. The child was going to come out.

The hem of my skirt was soaked, and the amniotic fluid was broken...

I tried my best to break free from the rope and cross my legs to give birth to the child, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't make it.

On the contrary, I scuffed my legs to bleed. The mother and son were connected. I could clearly feel that the amniotic fluid was drained away, and the child's breathing began to quicken.

I know that if the child can't come out before the amniotic fluid is drained, it will die of lack of oxygen.

It would die of lack of oxygen...

Thinking of this, the pain in my heart began to spread, "I can't do this. I must give birth to the child."

After a few struggles, I moved the rope a little, and my knees could be slightly separated. I tried my best to cross my legs.

The car that was driving suddenly stopped. The car door opened and two men in black carried me out of the car.

My mouth was stuffed and I couldn't say anything. They pulled me into a warehouse, which had been cleaned up in advance, so it didn't look so messy.

"Leader, is she about to give birth? Should we take action now?" One of the men in black said.

"Wait a minute!" Another man in black said, "The higher-ups ordered that as long as it's past eight o'clock, we don't have to worry about her life or death. Judging from her current state, she won't be able to struggle for long."

After they finished speaking, one of the men in black's mobile phone rang. The man in black looked at the caller ID and said to the other man in black, "Chief, it's a call from the higher-up!"

The man called "chief" said, "Answer it!"

Then the man picked up the phone and said something. The man in black hesitated and said, "Thomas... Isn't it too cruel?"

As if he had heard the affirmative answer from the other end of the line, the man hung up the phone and looked at another man in black, saying, "The higher-up ordered us to tie the rope tight of her legs. As long as the child can't come out, the child will suffocate to death after the amniotic fluid drains."

Hearing this, the man in black was stunned and said, "Isn't it too cruel? It seems that this child is mature."

"The higher-up said that we can double the price. We just need to tie her legs and throw her here. Whether she is dead or alive depends on her fate!"

After a discussion, they decided to tie up my legs. I kept shaking my head and asking for help.

The pain in my lower abdomen was like tens of thousands of needles prickling. My mouth was stuffed by them, and I could only make a whining sound.

After everything was done, the two men in black drove away.

I stayed in the dark warehouse alone. The pain in my lower abdomen came one after another, and I could clearly feel that the child was trying to get out.

I tried several times to break free from the rope, but the two men tied it so tight that I couldn't break free at all.