“Are you still pretending? If you don't want to get up, then kneel here and listen to the sounds of me and Lily making love!”
That night, Lily's screams did not stop until the early morning and Ethan seemed to be working harder than usual.
Casey, who had been kneeling for a whole night, could no longer hold on and fainted.
She woke up again in the hospital, with the smell of disinfectant lingering in her nose.
Lily ordered someone to bring out a bowl of herbal medicine, pinched her chin and poured it into her mouth.
She smirked, her eyes gleaming with cruel satisfaction.
"It's an abortion pill. Go on, drink it!" she taunted.
Her voice turned sickly sweet as she continued, "I had someone find this special formula just for you. It's meant for livestock—once you take it, not only will you lose the child in your womb, but you'll bleed from all seven orifices. Not even the gods can save you."
Relying on the last bit of willpower in her mind, Casey held her hand tightly and the bowl fell to the ground with a bang.
The truth unraveled and Lily waved her hand, a sly smile curling at the corners of her lips before breaking into a sneer.
"Do you know why my uncle married you?" she taunted.