Painful!

The pain awakened Jennifer Sibbett.

She woke up from a coma, feeling intense pain coming from her swollen belly.

Jennifer looked up and almost fainted again at the horrifying scene before her.

A man was holding a surgical knife, about to cut her belly again.

The knife he held was shiny, his expression grim.

Jennifer panicked, immediately placing her hands on her belly, and shrank back in extreme fear.

Wanting to escape, but there was no way out.

"What are you going to do?"

Just as she finished, the ward door creaked open, and a gorgeously dressed woman entered, carrying a cold breeze along with her.

…

She had triangular eyes, her lips were brightly red, and a cruel smirk that didn't match her age.

The newcomer was Jennifer's adopted sister, Jessica Sibbett.

Her voice, at that moment, was colder than the cold wind, "I'm going to take away your child."

Jessica, in clacking high heels, approached Jennifer, a cruel smile playing on her lips, "It's been seven months already, and it's no big deal to cut the baby out."

Cut out?

How could she even think of such a thing?

Jennifer's face turned pale with fear, as she tightly clasped her hands around her belly, "This is my child. You are not allowed to touch him."

Her protective instincts drove her to struggle forcefully, wanting to break free from this demon's grasp.

But...

The iron chain bound her to the sickbed, only to be pulled back to the original position with a slight movement, her already ulcerated limbs aching to the bone.

Seven months ago, she was framed by Jessica, lost her virginity to a stranger man, and was driven out of the house.

Four months ago, on the day she was diagnosed with pregnancy, Jessica imprisoned her in the hospital, verbally abused, beat, and tortured her...

Now, she lost her beauty and was mentally confused.

Watching Jennifer, who was bullied and humiliated, Jessica laughed, her delicate makeup terrifying.

However, thinking of the child in her belly, her expression suddenly turned from disgust to jealousy, "I didn't expect you, this slut, to be so lucky to conceive Mr. Whitfield's child in one go."

Her voice sounded as if she was about to bite her to pieces, showing how much hatred she had.

Mr. Whitfield?

Before Jennifer could think further, Jessica shamelessly and arrogantly interrupted, "Today, the child is mine."

"No."

Jennifer's anger at her heart could no longer be contained, and she questioned loudly, "Jessica, I've always treated you like my sister, and why are you treating me like this?"

"Because you take what's mine and have to pay the price."

Jessica's face twisted, her voice demonic in the empty ward, "I am the eldest daughter of the Sibbett family, but you, a lowly vagrant, have taken it away from me. How can I not hate you?”

“Luckily, in the eyes of our parents, you will always be the embarrassing village girl. They will always believe in me. Now, all of this is mine alone."

With those words, her arrogant laughter was like a sharp knife, piercing deep into Jennifer's bones, causing her to tremble.

She was a vagrant in the village since she could remember, only to be found by the Sibbett family by chance.

The Sibbett family had some reputation in the imperial capital, so how could a child who grew up in a village know how to socialize with socialites? She tried to please and study hard, but all she got in return was ridicule, scorn, and criticism.

She thought that sincerity would eventually touch them.

She was wrong.

Jennifer's heart had long been ice-cold, but she still trembled, forcing a bitter smile, "The hospital mistakenly switched babies back then, and why do you blame me for it?"

Jessica showed her ten fingers, the red nails filled with resentment, "I don't like anyone sharing what should only belong to me.”

“Moreover, your child is the leverage for me to reach the peak, so you have to die."

Die?

No, she couldn't die, nor could she lose her child.

In silent sorrow, Jennifer bit her lip hard to suppress the trembling of her body, pleading with her eyes, "I beg you to spare me and my child, and I will disappear forever from now on. Is that okay?"

Jessica stood up straight, her manic tone returning to arrogance, "You being alive will always be a threat to me, only the dead can keep a secret forever."

Without waiting any longer, she snatched the surgical knife from the man's hand and stabbed it into Jennifer's abdomen, "This child, is mine."

"Ah!"

The intense pain surged through her body as if all her veins were severed.

Jennifer's grievance surged, "Jessica, you will face retribution."

But Jessica had already gone mad, excitedly increasing the force in her hands, "Only by staying alive can one reign supreme."

Soon, the sickroom was filled with blood.

Jennifer's breath was being drawn out little by little, a sudden cold invaded her body, and the bloodless hand hung down in despair, no longer able to protect her child.

All the children were dug out.

"You, such a wretched woman, actually had three children."

Jessica's crimson nails cut across the baby's face with jealousy and resentment, "Keep one, and throw away the rest."