Phoenix pushed me so hard that I felt a sharp pain in my spine and stomach.
The door was then slammed shut, and the police quickly followed to lock the door.
I dashed towards the door and yelled with my grip on the metal bars, "Phoenix, I'm pregnant with your child!"
"Then go to hell with it!"
All I heard from the dark corridor was his curse on my child.
I stood where I was, feeling wronged and outraged!
The next day, Matteo came. He assured me he would help me look for a lawyer.
But later, he told me that experienced lawyers were unwilling to accept this case, and only rookies were willing to give it a try. Although the chances were slim, he hoped that I wouldn't give up hope.
Don't give up? How can I not give up?
A month later, I was summoned for arraignment as the defendant.
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