Chapter 17 Dylan's Attitude

Camilla cried sadly and pulled Dylan. She looked like a lost child, pitiful and helpless.

Dylan held her in his arms and comforted her, "Camilla, you're not alone, and you'll never be alone. Calm down!"

Camilla looked at him, her eyes wet and swollen. "Don't let her give birth to the child, okay? I'm begging you, Dylan. Don't let her give birth to the child, or I will die!"

She said that in a resolute and serious manner.

Dylan looked at her with anger in his dark eyes. "Camilla, stop messing around!"

Right after that, Camilla pushed him away and quickly picked up a fruit knife laying nearby. She slashed at her own wrist without a second thought.

It happened so fast. I didn't expect Camilla to be so extreme, neither did Dylan, but he didn't panic. He held a cold attitude as he picked Camilla up and headed for the emergency room.

But Camilla grabbed the railing of the bed and refused to let go. She looked at Dylan with red eyes and said, "Don't let her give birth to the child!"