Chapter 593

"Drive over," Anderson said. "Yes, Mr. Barlow." The car slowly drove toward the alley, and Anderson's gaze fell intently on Mayra. Her face appeared especially delicate under the streetlight's glow. Though she kept her head lowered, she still looked strong. Just as the car was about to reach her, a figure emerged from the nearby convenience store. It was a tall man who walked over to her before crouching down. Mayra lifted her head with a faint smile. Though she had just been frowning in discomfort a while ago, her smile now was as warm as a spring breeze. Gordon picked Mayra up, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. "Mr. Barlow, are we still going over?" Shane asked. Anderson's gaze darkened, and he closed the window. "No. Start driving." In the freezing breeze, Mayra felt like she was being torn apart by pain. "Slow down. It hurts," she said. Halfway through their meal, she started feeling excruciating pain in her abdomen. When she headed to the bathroom, she real