Her face went pale. “That was the most painful night of my life. Do you really want to force me to say it out loud? I’m already miserable enough. Do you have to push me until I break?”
Right after saying that, she lowered her head and pinched her child hard where no one could see. As a result, the kid woke up screaming.
The crowd immediately forgot about yelling at me and scrambled to help her calm the baby down.
But I turned, ready to walk away with Gwendolyn. Yet, suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist hard.
Before I could react, my whole body was yanked backward. My feet left the ground, and I crashed onto the pavement half a meter away.
“Your kid is crying, and you wanna run? Be a man for once!”
“Don’t worry, miss. I’ve caught him for you! He’s taking that kid whether he likes it or not, and if he doesn’t, I’ll beat him until he does!”
Gwendolyn was so terrified she burst into tears. She tried to rush over to help me, but the crowd blocked her.
I slowly pushed myself up, staring straight at Kiera. “What do you want?”
She looked pitiful again, voice trembling. “I just don’t want to raise the child alone. I really… don’t have the ability…”