A Gamble with Health
Pale-faced and terrified, I clutched Nicholas’s hand, begging him to take me to the hospital.
Instead, he kicked me in the stomach—hard.
Then another kick.
And another.
With a chilling laugh, he sneered. "I paid people to frame you for that medical accident.
"Theresa, can you believe it? Some people will even die for money. The poor will do anything for cash. Hahaha!"
My pupils dilated in shock.
He let out a cold chuckle. "I bribed them all. And now, you have only one path left—death. Oh, and that milk? I laced it with abortion pills. Hahaha!"