"No, Brother Darryl, no—"

Dalton was terrified, so he shouted.

Darryl ignored him. He kicked him away and carried Monica out of the building.

"Why are you working here?" Darryl asked as he walked.

Monica was in Darryl's arms.

"Your sister-in-law recommended me here," Monica replied weakly.

Sister-in-law? Since when did he have a sister-in-law?

Darryl was surprised when he heard that. When they left Secret Garden, Darryl felt some stickiness on his hand. He looked down, and he was shocked when he saw what it was.

His hand was full of blood; it was from Monica's dress.

"Darryl, my abdomen is very painful," Monica moaned. She sweated profusely.

She felt the sharp pain when Janette kicked her at her abdomen.

"Monica." There was a sharp pain in Darryl's heart.

"Our baby... Will we lose our baby? Our baby…" Monica held her abdomen and cried. Then she fainted.

"Monice, you will be fine. The baby will be fine too…" Darryl shouted. He carried her and ran toward the hospital.

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