But Chelsea didn't believe me and kicked me right in the stomach!
A wave of intense pain surged through me again!
This time, I couldn't say a word of explanation or warning; I could only curl up on the ground, chest pressed to my knees, writhing in excruciating pain!
But Chelsea's face was still filled with a heavy malice.
It seemed she wouldn't let me go until this was resolved to her satisfaction.
"I told you, you messed with the wrong person! You think you, looking so shabby, could dream of getting my husband? Go to hell!"
She grabbed my face so tightly that I couldn't move, easily allowing her to press her knee into my stomach.
I looked up at Chelsea, and it was as if she had lost her mind; the pressure from her knee increased steadily, giving me no chance to fight back!
At that moment, I had only one thought in my mind. This baby must be saved!
This was my husband's child!
"Chelsea, won't this lead to death?"
Finally, someone behind Chelsea spoke up to stop her.
But just as the thought formed, Chelsea pushed them back.