"My belly hurts so much. Save me. Please save me!"
Amelie lay in a pool of blood with one hand covering her bulging belly and the other reaching toward Shirley, begging her for help.
Shirley was shocked by the scene and subconsciously stepped back. "Stop pretending. I just gave you a gentle push. How could you hurt so badly?"
Shirley just wanted to shake off Amelie's hand. How could she have expected that she would push Amelie to the ground?
Did she lose control of her strength?
"Ms. Wilson, my belly hurts. I'm losing my baby. Whether you did it on purpose or not, I beg you to send me to the hospital. Please save my baby!"
Amelie's face was pale, and she was in so much pain that she was soaked in a cold sweat. She begged Shirley pitifully.
"I... I don't know how to save you. I..."
Shirley tried her best to calm herself down. She picked up her phone and was about to call an ambulance.