Shen Lu felt a severe pain in her lower abdomen, sensing something slipping away.
Hearing the two masked men speak so, her heart ached unbearably.
She had a miscarriage?
Their child with Mu Shaoci was gone?
Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face, "No! Please no!"
The masked man cursed under his breath.
At this moment, his phone kept vibrating. He answered, "What's up? How many cars? Alright, we're leaving now!"
The masked man whispered a few words to his companion, then both glanced at Shen Lu's condition before turning and leaving.
Shen Lu was covered with cold sweat, her consciousness blurring, and before she completely sank into darkness, she saw a man rush into the room...
The beeping of the life support monitoring machine echoed.
Mu Shaoci watched over the sleeping woman in the hospital bed, her complexion pale and even her lips devoid of any color.
His heart ached tremendously, holding Shen Lu's cold hand, hot tears falling down.
