The doctor came towards her. The long needle drew nearer and nearer to her.

The cold needle made her hair stand on end!

The baby moved slightly as if it could sense her fear.

“Stop it! My stomach hurts!” she cried anxiously.

“Miss Crowe, don’t struggle.” The smile on the butler’s face was even crueler. “Your trick doesn’t work on me. I’m telling you, I really don’t care about the baby in your belly. It can even be said that… I think it’s better than it’s ...