Chapter 4 he will die

Alex took her straight back to his house, gave her new clothes and toiletries, and told her to take a shower. Susan undressed and stood in front of the mirror looking at her still-flat belly. There was still some blood on the panties she had just taken off, and she subconsciously tensed up. The hot water wrapped her up from head to toe, and Susan washed her face again and again. She hadn't had a chance to take a comfortably hot shower when there was a sudden noise outside, followed by the sound of breaking glass. Susan hurriedly dried her body, changed her clothes, and went out immediately. She stood in the doorway and watched Chandler grab Alex by the collar and slam him to the side without mercy. Alex was beaten by him, and his face was so red and swollen that Susan forgot she was still running for her life. Seeing that Chandler would continue to hit him, Susan immediately ran over and took Chandler's hand. Chandler looked back at her and teased, "Finally." The coldness in his eyes deepened. Chandler looked at the person on the ground, and with a casual kick, he took Susan's hand off and dragged her to leave. His face was gloomy, and he squeezed her hand as if he wanted to crush her wrist alive. Susan didn't dare to make a sound and was dragged away before she could even speak. Back in the car, she was thrown in, and the door was slammed shut. Chandler came up next. The look in his eyes became more and more gloomy and harsh. She could only cower in the corner, trembling and waiting for his torture, as long as she could keep the child in her belly, she could do anything. When she returned home, Chandler dragged her down directly. Susan was released and immediately knelt in front of him, pleading: "I beg you, don't hurt my baby, please. I will do anything, when he is born, if you don't like him we can send him to ......" Chandler's face gloomier, dragging her up from the ground, and said angrily, "It seems that you still haven't learned what it means to know yourself." "I know you hate me ......" She paused and said carefully, "But can this child stay?" He skimmed over her body and ripped the clothes off her body. chandler just felt a fire inside him that wanted to burn it all to the ground. Susan rose in horror and looked at the approaching man. He ripped the buttons off his shirt and came over, "I thought you said you'd do anything, so serve me well and maybe I'll say yes." "No......" She shielded her belly and stepped back, her head shaking, facing Chandler who kept coming towards her, Susan panicked, "No, he'll die, he'll die." "It's better to get rid of it and save yourself a trip to the hospital." He pushed her down without mercy and watched as she lay on the bed struggling helplessly. Susan was so anxious she was about to cry, she had already bled today, and now, she didn't dare to imagine if the baby would still be there after sex. "No...... no ......" she shook her head and begged him in a dumb voice, her face was as white as a sheet. He came in that made her tremble. Chandler looked coldly at the person on the bed, saw her lying despairingly, not moving, and could not help but pinch her chin. "You're a bitch, that's why you ended up like this." He said in a vicious voice, but there was no hint of pleasure in his heart. Susan acted as if she didn't hear, bean-sized tears just came out and slid down her cheeks. "Since you refused to accept the surgery that was arranged, you must like it this way." He moved, even more, ravaging her inch by inch without mercy. Susan's gaze gradually came into focus as she looked at the man in front of her and calmly said, "Chandler, you're so cruel, Karen wouldn't like you even if she were alive." When she was mentioned, Chandler's pupils suddenly shrank, he grabbed her neck and said angrily, "you should be the last person to talk about her, if it wasn't for you, we wouldn't have become what we are today." He looked down at her belly and she cringed but refused to show weakness. "You and the child deserve to die, since you don't go to the hospital to have an abortion, I, as a father, will personally let him die!" Susan felt like she had been torn apart and then glued back together, and then torn apart again. She didn't know how long it took for Chandler to leave and didn't know what happened to the baby. She closed her eyes in resignation, and her head began to spin, like a fever.