"Find Arthur first, and then do a check-up! Jenson, let go of me!" Lizbeth grabbed his hand hard, and several wounds appeared on his hand.
As if he didn't feel any pain, Jenson still had a smile on the corner of his mouth. "Good girl, don't make trouble. Let's have a check-up first."
"Lizbeth's mental state is unstable, so I'd better do a check-up first."
"It's just a miscarriage, isn't it? It's no big deal. I don't want that beast's child at all!" Lizbeth punched and kicked and shouted, "Jenson, who are you to me? Why should you care about me? I will never like you in my life!"
Hearing this, Jenson grabbed her more tightly and smiled gloomily.
Hearing her roar, Arthur frowned and glanced at her, his eyes full of disgust.
Lizbeth waved at him as if she had taken drugs and shouted, "A
