"Bitch, open the door! Now!

"I know you're inside! Open it!

"You cunt! Give me Mick back! He's bewitched by you!

"I know you're fucking in there! Come out if you dare!"

There was a banging sound outside the door, and I could even hear the sound of a hammer hitting the door.

The walls were trembling. Clearly, the person outside was insane.

I hesitated for a second and was about to call 911.

Soon, the sound of a chainsaw came from behind the door, and with a crisp sound, the lock was cut open.

"Hello. This is the East District Police Center..."

I was about to say that someone had broken into my house, but my voice was drowned out by the sound of the door crashing open.

A seductive woman with light blue hair walked up to my sofa, snatched my phone, and threw it hard on the floor.

My phone shattered.

It was Page.

She was the woman in the videos. Her enchanting eyes were even more beautiful than in the video, but her gaze carried an obvious killing intent.

A crisp sound rang out.

She raised her hand and slapped my face hard.

Behind her were several men, all with mocking eyes, ready to watch a great show.

"Bitch, you've been hiding well!" Page said through gritted teeth.

I was also angry and was about to stand up and fight back, but the baby in my belly kicked me, causing my knees to bend unconsciously, and I had to continue sitting on the sofa.

I groaned, catching Page's attention on my bulging belly.

She raised one of her eyebrows slightly and raised her hand to slap me again, but I immediately grabbed her wrist and warned her seriously, "This is trespassing and illegal."

Page glanced at the men next to her.

They understood and quickly pounced on me, pinning me tightly to the sofa.

"Are you crazy?" I shouted, but all I heard was their laughter.

This time, Page didn't slap me. Instead, she gently touched my belly with her fingers, her eyes becoming extremely sinister. "You slut. It turns out you lured Mick away with that bastard you're carrying.

"No wonder he has been avoiding me for over a year."

I begged as she raised her fist to hit me in the stomach, "Page, please listen to me..."

I am legally married to Mick, and now that I am pregnant, how dare you, his mistress, come knocking on my door and beating me?

A dull sound rang out.

Page was like a mad cow. She started punching me in the stomach like crazy without giving me a chance to speak at all.

I screamed. My head was spinning, and my whole body was trembling. Meanwhile, my baby struggled desperately.

"No!" I cried out miserably again.

But my cries made Page become even more fierce and ruthless. The fucking phony! She widened her eyes and smiled wickedly.

The more I suffered, the happier she became.

She punched my stomach again.

I heard something. My water seemed to have broken.

The whole sofa became wet. I felt like my head was about to explode, and I was sweating all over. No matter how I begged, Page was like a twisted lunatic. She shouted at me, "Whore! You whore!

"You deserve it! You totally deserve it!

"You want to tie Mick to your side with your baby? Dream on!

"If I can't have Mick, you won't either."

One of the men who pinned me to the sofa stared at my pants and sneered, "Page, she peed."

Men had no idea what amniotic fluid was.

"What are you doing?" Outside the door came the voice of a woman in a pink dress. It was Chloe.

Seeing me on the sofa, Chloe was sad and angry, and her eyes turned red. But she didn't dare to come and save me because these people were a bunch of lunatics.

"Page, are you crazy?

"Larissa is legally married to Mr. Trivett. This is trespassing. It's illegal!"

Page frowned, turned to look at Chloe, and said suspiciously, "Legally married?

"You're fucking lying to me? How come I didn't know Mick was married?

"This bitch got pregnant out of wedlock. She wants to use the baby to force him to marry her!"

I hadn't completely passed out yet. I said to them, trembling, "The drawer... Our marriage certificate is in the drawer..."

Page got up from the sofa and searched the drawer. Soon, she found the certificate with the date of marriage printed on it. It had been two years.

Chloe persuaded Page, "Page, in fact, when you met Mr. Trivett, he had been seeing Larissa for several years.

"And they should have been married for two years already.

"So, Larissa isn't the mistress...

"Can you take her to the hospital first? I'm sure you can talk things out."

Before Chloe talked to me on the phone, she had already learned the ins and outs. Yet Page's face turned cold. In front of all of us, she tore the marriage certificate to pieces. Then she raised her hand, and the paper scraps were flying all over the room.

Then Page said coldly, "I'm not buying it! Both of you are lying to me!

"Mick says he'll never get married. How could he have been dating her for so long without anyone in the company knowing?

"You bitch! You must have used some means to get pregnant, right? Then you got the fake certificate from somewhere so that you could lie to everyone after you gave birth that it was Mick's baby."

Page smirked, walked back to the sofa, pressed on my stomach, and said.

"Rest assured. I'll make sure your baby never gets to see the world."

I screamed frantically again.

Page actually kicked my stomach fiercely non-stop.

Chloe was so scared that she rushed up and put her arms around Page's waist. "Page, please stop acting all crazy! Please don't hurt Larissa again!

"If Mr. Trivett knows, you're done!"

"Piss off!" Page turned around and punched Chloe in the nose, instantly splattering blood everywhere. Chloe tilted back and fell to the ground.

Page said coldly, "I create a value of 1.5 billion dollars for Melody Media Company every year. So what if I kill a baby?

"The money I create for the company is enough to make this go away easily.

"I'm done if he knows? Yeah, right. He won't bear to do anything to me!"

After Page finished speaking, she suddenly took out a knife from her pocket and smirked, "I'll cut your belly open. You can go to hell together with your baby!"