Chapter 156 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

Crash! The windscreen of the car was smashed, and a few men in black pulled the car doors open forcefully. The bodyguard tried to protect me, but the men in black injected some substance into his neck, and he passed out immediately.

The men in black dragged me out of the car, ignoring that I was a pregnant woman, and roughly stuffed me into another vehicle. Then they tied my hands and feet, gagged my mouth, and started driving away.

I could not make a sound. From a distance, I watched them pour gasoline on the three cars, which were then blown up together. I looked at all this in disbelief. There was still a person in the car. How could they just take a life like this without hesitation?

Horror, disbelief, and fear – all these emotions flooded into my mind at this moment.

My lower abdomen hurt, and I sweated profusely. My legs were tied tightly together, but I could feel my cervix tearing, and the child seemed to be coming out.

The hem of my skirt was soaked with amniotic fluid as the water broke…

I struggled desperately to untie my legs, to spread them and give birth to the baby. But no matter how hard I tried, I could not break the rope.

Instead, my legs were cut by the ropes and started to bleed. I could feel my son’s desperation as the amniotic fluid drained out, and I could feel as he struggled for breath.

If he were not out of my womb before the fluid drained completely, he would soon suffocate.

He would die from lack of oxygen, suffocated to death.

As these thoughts entered my mind, the pain in my heart started to spread. No, this mustn’t be. I must give birth to my child!

After much struggling, I moved the rope down a little, and my knees could be separated slightly. I tried my best to spread my legs.

The speeding car stopped abruptly, and the door was opened. Then two men in black lifted me out of the car.

My mouth was gagged, and I could not speak. The men dragged me into a warehouse that had been cleaned up in advance and did not look too messy.

“Boss, she seems to be giving birth? Shall we do it now?” one of the men in black said.

“Wait a minute!” another black-clothed man said, “The big boss ordered that as long as it’s past eight o’clock, we need not bother about her life or death. Looking at her current state, she probably won’t be struggling for long.”

After they finished speaking, a phone rang. The man in black glanced at the caller ID, looked at his partner, and said, “Boss, it’s the Big Boss calling!”

“Accept the call!”

The man answered the call, and after listening to the caller, he replied hesitatingly, “Ms. A… won’t that be too cruel?”

As if hearing the affirmative answer on the other end, the man hung up the phone and looked at the boss, saying, “The big boss commanded we tie her legs together firmly. As long as the child remains inside her womb, once the amniotic fluid runs out, the baby will suffocate and die.”

Hearing this, the black-clothed man was stunned and said, “Isn’t this too cruel? It seems that this child is already full-term.”

“The big boss promises to double the price. We only need to tie her legs and leave her here. Whether she lives or dies depends on her luck!”

After the two finished their discussion, they decided to tie my legs together. I kept shaking my head, begging them to stop.

The pain in my lower abdomen was like tens of thousands of needles piercing me, but my mouth was gagged, and I could only make a whining sound.

After finishing their job, the two men in black drove away.

I was alone in the dark warehouse, and the pain in my lower abdomen came in waves one after another. In the lower part of my body, I could feel the child struggling to be born.

I tried over and over to break free, but the strength exerted by the two men in tying the knots made it impossible for me to break free.

The pain became more and more intense, and I could vividly feel every single movement of the baby, who was struggling inside of me.

After all the struggling, I was close to total exhaustion. The fluid was getting less, and the movements from the baby were dying down.

I guessed that the baby’s strength was slowly draining away as he could not breathe.

No, not like this. My baby! You can’t die like this! I have not seen what you look like, and I haven’t brought you to look at the world. I can’t let you go just like this!

I was tormented by the pain in my heart and my abdomen. Then, I saw something shiny in the dark warehouse. It was a mirror!

A glimmer of hope was ignited, and I moved my body with difficulty towards it.

It was only two steps away, but it seemed to take me an eternity to reach the mirror. I knocked on it with my head.

Crash! The mirror broke into a few pieces, and I felt a sharp pain on my forehead.

Without giving it much thought, I grabbed a piece of glass with my hands, which were tied together, and began to saw at the rope that tied my legs together.

The hemp rope was very thick, and I did not know how long I was cutting at it. There was a sharp pain in the palm of my hand, and I felt warm blood on my hands and legs, which felt sticky like batter.

However, this pain could not compare with the pain of feeling the baby dying slowly in my womb.

That pain was worse than death.

Boom! Suddenly, thunder struck across the sky, and the air was filled with moisture.

The pain in my abdomen continued, but the child’s strong movements gradually stopped. I suddenly froze, and the piece of glass in my hand fell.

I went limp and collapsed on the floor, which was covered with a thick sticky liquid. I could not tell if it was blood or amniotic fluid.

Suddenly, there was a heavy downpour. The thunder became louder and louder, and the lightning flashed brighter and brighter.

In the flashes of lightning, I seemed to see that child struggling to live as he tried again and again to crawl his way out.

Certainly, he cannot understand why his mother refused to let him out. He must be blaming his mother for keeping him in, even though he tried so hard.

I was wrong. It was really my fault. I should not have yearned for Anthony’s warmth, should not have trusted him to protect the child and me. I should not have challenged the authority and viciousness of Cameron and the Moore Family.

It was stupidity to take them too lightly. It was my fault. If not for me, this child would not die in such an inhumane way.

As time passed by, I began to think it was okay. I’m going to die with my baby. At least, my baby won’t be alone and afraid in the netherworld.

I’ll accompany him. He won’t be bullied. Here on earth, I could not protect him, but in the next world, I will.

Bang! The warehouse door was opened, and a strong light shone in.

In a daze, I saw a tall man walk in. I was so dizzy. When I tried to see him clearly, I did not have the strength to open my eyes.

Perhaps, this is the door to the next world. This door is opened.

In a daze, I felt as if I had stood up and under my feet was this thick red liquid which I knew was my blood.

Instinctively, I felt my abdomen with my hand and found that it was flat. In shock, I looked around for my child.

“Baby, Baby…” I called innumerable times. I seemed to see a small figure in a sphere of light.

He tottered toward me stumblingly, for he was so tiny and unsteady.

Overjoyed, I ran towards him and held him in my arms. Then I looked at the child carefully. He was so small, and there was a red mark on his head. He must have tried so hard to get out of my womb that he squeezed himself red.

His tiny nose and eyes looked so cute. He even knew how to smile, curving his lips like a little flower.

“Sienna, Sienna…” A low faraway voice came to my ears again and again.

I tried to find the source of the voice, but it was white everywhere, and I could not see anything.

When I looked at my child again, he was gone, and I was alone, lost in the midst of the thick, white fog.

“Sienna, Sienna…” The voice came to me again. I covered my ears, not wanting to hear it as I only wanted to look for my child.

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