Samuel heard this and frowned. His voice was low and he questioned what I did.
"No, she's not blind. We made eye contact..."
Before I could finish speaking, Samuel groped her way to the middle of us, looked at Samuel, and sobbed.
She even took off her sunglasses.
Her eyes were lifeless and as she stared blankly in a direction.
"Clare, I didn't expect to run into you just now. It's my fault, I apologize to you."
As she spoke, she was about to kneel, and everyone thought I had bullied her.
Samuel was even more furious.
"I tolerate you over and over again because you are my wife! Not only do you not donate your corneas, but you also bully Jocelyn like this!"
He lifted his foot and kicked me in the lower abdomen, and the pain almost made me faint.
I just recovered from the abortion, but blood stains appeared on my lower body again.
I weakly reached out my hand, hoping that Samuel could see me. At least, he should send me to the emergency room.
But he didn't do that.
Jocelyn stood in front of me and weakly said that she had a stomachache and wanted to go home with him.
"Clare, I warn you not to act up anymore, otherwise, I'll divorce you."