My heart was pounding in my throat.

I could feel it—the truth was right in front of me.

As soon as I turned to step out of the elevator, the two security guards suddenly grabbed my arms, trying to drag me back.

I panicked and struggled, shouting at the top of my lungs, "Let go of me! I'm pregnant—are you seriously going to treat a pregnant woman like this?!"

The moment the word “pregnant” left my mouth, the two men froze. A flicker of hesitation crossed their ...