Grief, anger, all kinds of indescribable emotions swept over Cheng Su, as if these unspeakable tendrils were tightly choking her throat, making it impossible for her to breathe.
She couldn't imagine, nor did she dare to imagine, how someone could be so despicable, so low, to scheme and design things just to achieve their own ends.
Is this what a family is?
Ha ha, Cheng Su cried and laughed at the same time, repeatedly pounding her chest.
Where was this any kind of family? They were clearly villains.
Using a needle to burst ***—such a clichéd plot, she thought only existed in TV dramas and novels, yet never expected that one day, it would happen to her.
It was too ridiculous!
Anger surged through her limbs, and Cheng Su's tears flooded like a deluge.
If not for her, how could she have suffered so? How could she have lost her first child so inadvertently?
The child, her own flesh and blood, was now gone, vanished into the cold machinery.
