Chapter 5

I screamed in pain. "Jason, are you dead?"

Jason stood there unmoved. Not only did he not intervene, but he spread his hands with a helpless expression.

"Emma, giving the assets to Tyler is just giving him security. We're all family. Why make such a fuss?"

"Just sign it and you'll suffer less."

My heart felt like it had a gaping hole in it, cold through and through.

Margaret picked up a stick and struck my waist hard, saying viciously, "Are you going to sign or not? If not, the next hit is your stomach!"

I screamed in pain. My waist throbbed, and my stomach felt an ominous heavy ache.

My heart lurched with fear. I closed my eyes in despair.

"I'll sign..."

My hands trembled as I pressed my fingerprint, tears falling.

Seeing my clear fingerprint on the property transfer agreement, all three of them breathed a sigh of relief at once.

"Should've cooperated earlier. Would've saved me the trouble!"

Madison blew on the still-wet marks, then collected the agreement with satisfaction.

Jason finally came over and reached out to help me up.

"Emma, good girl. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

My stomach cramped in waves. My face contorted.

"My stomach hurts. Take me to the hospital."

Jason looked at me nervously. "It's okay, Emma. I'll take you to the hospital right now. We'll definitely save our baby."

He'd just gotten me to the door when Margaret stopped him.

"Wait. You gave all your money to Tyler. Where's the money for the hospital?"

"Did you hide money from us? Unlock your phone. Let's check how much she still has."

Margaret clutched my phone and walked over to slap me hard across the face.

"What's your phone password?"

My already swollen cheek took another brutal hit. Blood seeped from the corner of my mouth.

"That's all the money I have left. I need it for childbirth..."

"Childbirth? You're Tyler's mother now.

Everything has to be about Tyler first.

You're already thinking about your own baby before it's even born?

That money belongs to Tyler. You have to hand it all over."

I looked pleadingly at Jason. Jason said helplessly, "Emma, just give it to them. Don't make Margaret angry."

I shook my head stubbornly. "No. That's my and my baby's emergency money. You can't have it..."

"Thud!"

A kick to my stomach. My back slammed against the door with a dull sound.

Searing pain shot through my lower abdomen. A hot stream gushed between my legs.

"Won't talk?"

Margaret grabbed my hair and bashed my head against the door.

"Then you can forget about keeping this baby!"

I screamed in agony as my vision went black. "Jason..."

Jason grabbed Margaret's hand.

"Margaret, that's enough. Emma's pregnant with my child."

I slumped weakly against the door, blood streaming down my forehead and covering my face.

Jason grabbed my chin. I thought he was checking my injuries.

But instead, he held my phone up to my face for facial recognition.

I struggled frantically, but couldn't break free.

The phone unlocked effortlessly.

He opened my mobile banking app. His eyes grew wider and wider.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."

Margaret and Madison crowded over. Seeing the string of zeros in the balance, their voices trembled.

"Two hundred thousand dollars!"

Margaret grabbed my hair.

"You little bitch! You hid this much money from Jason. Tell me, how much more do you have that we don't know about?"