Chapter 31 Miscarriage (3)

At that moment, Myron's heart skipped a beat. He had never felt such an inexplicable feeling before. He moved the coffee table in front of the sofa away, walked to Josie, and bent down to pick her up. However, just as his hand touched her, Josie reached out to push him away. "Don't... touch... me..." Although she was pushing him, she was still weak and powerless, and even her voice was trembling. Myron saw the disgust in Josie's eyes. It seemed that she had touched his bottom limit and angered him. "Okay, I won't touch you. If you have the ability, stand up by yourself!" He stood up and walked to the side, watching coldly. Josie held the coffee table with her hand and turned over with difficulty. She knelt on the ground with her legs on the ground and her forehead against the floor. She exerted the last bit of strength in her body and gritted her teeth as she stood up. Her lips were as white as paper as she looked at Myron.