The fire in Kendrick’s eyes burnt Niamh’s heart.
“Niamh, what do you have to say for yourself now? Nevaeh lost her child. Are you happy now?”
She could not believe this.
Nevaeh really lost her child?
Niamh clutched her stomach subconsciously. The feeling of doom became more and more intense. She looked at the man’s furious face and tried to explain herself. “Kendrick, I really didn’t push her. I didn’t push her this time and I also didn’t push her the last time. These are all traps she set for me!”
“Heh.” Kendrick scoffed when he heard that. That scary smile caused Niamh to shiver. “Nevaeh lost her child and you’re still trying to accuse her of framing you? Niamh, how can there be such a filthy, lowly, cruel, and evil woman like you?”
When he was saying that, he was grinding his teeth.
His deep hatred and resentment were evident.
“Not only did you hurt Nevaeh, but you even have the nerve to plagiarize other people’s work to scam others for money. Niamh, don’t even think about seeing the sunrise tomorrow. I’ll let you wish you’re dead.”
After he said that, he pushed Niamh away before leaving. His malicious eyes peered at Niamh deviously. Aside from hatred, there was more hatred in his eyes.
Niamh wanted to get up after she was thrown to the ground. However, the pain in her stomach stopped her from doing so.
She grabbed Kendrick’s pants with all her might when she saw that he was about to leave.
“Kendrick, why are you so cruel to me? I’m carrying your child too!”
“Then you should bury that b*stard child in your stomach along with Nevaeh’s child!” Kendrick said angrily. Then, he kicked Niamh’s hand that was holding his pants.
Niamh’s vision was blurred by her tears instantly. She was curled into a ball on the cold cement floor.
It was the winter in December, but it was not as cold and bone-piercing as the words that came out of his mouth.
Hot tears rolled down her cheeks, causing Niamh’s vision to turn grey.
Everyone said happiness was like falling leaves on a mountain. Some people would get more, some people would get lesser, while she might not even have the chance to get some.
…
Indeed, Niamh was convicted.
Plagiarism, infringement of rights, and an assault that led to a miscarriage.
She had to serve time for all of her crimes at the same time. Without a lawyer, Niamh was sentenced to three years in prison.
After her failed appeal, Niamh was forced to accept this absurd disaster.
Three years.
She laughed bitterly.
It was still unknown whether she could live until the day her child was born.
Niamh did not tell the officer about her pregnancy. She did not forget how she was so badly beaten when she told them.
However, her nightmare was still here. That night, Niamh was beaten up by a gang of bald prisoners.
Niamh did not have any energy to fight back. In addition to that, she was also being tortured by her tumor. She started trembling in pain.
She had no choice but to curl herself into a ball to prevent them from kicking her stomach.
This kind of situation would happen occasionally. Fortunately, they did not hit her stomach.
Niamh reported about this a few times, but nothing happened.
Every hopeless night, Niamh gritted her teeth in pain. She only managed to survive after thinking about the life that she was nurturing in her stomach.
‘Kendrick, you’re so cruel.
‘I fantasized about you being as happy as me when we finally met again. However, I was the only one who was obsessed with this for 12 years.’
Even though Daniel asked someone to send her some medication to soothe the pain in her body, Niamh still felt her body getting weaker. There were a few times she felt like she was unable to hold on anymore, but her nurturing the child was the only thing that lit up her grey world.
Her child was almost ten months old. Since she was near her due date, Niamh had an even stronger intention to stay alive.
Thunder crashed on the night of the early summer.
Niamh felt her heart beating uneasily. Indeed, those prisoners had come looking for trouble again.
She thought they would leave her alone after kicking and punching her, but this time, they pressed Niamh down on the floor the moment they came in. Two of the prisoners trapped her hands on her sides while the others ripped open her pants roughly before supporting her calves.
She could tell from her instincts what they were about to do with her child. She struggled with all her might. “What are you doing? Let me go!”
However, those people ignored her struggles and screams. Immediately, Niamh felt a debilitating pain coming from her stomach. She could even feel her water breaking.
“Don’t hurt my child! Please!” Niamh was begging for mercy while suffering from excruciating pain. The intense fear and the debilitating, indescribable pain of childbirth tormented her at the same time.
Niamh was in so much pain that she felt as if she was about to split in half. Tears and sweat drenched her shirt. She felt as if she was being skinned alive. The pain was dissolving all of her limbs and bones.
She did not know how long this lasted. The pain caused Niamh to drift in and out of consciousness. While in her semi-conscious state, she heard the child’s string of powerful cries.
“My baby…” she muttered.
“Give me my baby.”
“Mr. Waldburg said your b*stard child has to be buried with the baby his beloved woman lost. Niamh, don’t blame us. We’re just carrying out our duties.”
His beloved woman…
Carrying out their duties…
Niamh closed her eyes from exhaustion. Tears escaped from the corner of her eyes.
Their child would be buried next to the b*stard child that Nevaeh had with another man. Was that humiliating or lamentable?
The next day, Niamh got up from the floor and asked for help while enduring the fiery pain. She found the officer and said, “Last night, someone induced labor for me and escaped with my child after I gave birth to it.”
The officer looked at Niamh in confusion and asked, “You were pregnant?”
The officer’s question caused Niamh’s heart to freeze. It also made her come to a realization.
This had already been planned from way back. Everyone was in on this.
All of this happened because she fell in love with a man she should not have.
Niamh grabbed the cold iron bars in despair and knelt on the floor.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
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