The Floating Life is a Dream within a Dream, the Old Things Are in the Wind

I stood there in shock, looking at Louis in disbelief, "This is your biological mother, how could you..."

My mother-in-law wailed and cursed at me in tears, "Bianca, you nemesis, get out of here! You killed your own parents and you killed my grandson, and now you're killing me too! I'd rather not have the grandson in your belly than drive you away, you jinx!"

Over the years, my mother-in-law had made me angry because I couldn't keep the child.

I was originally distressed that she fell, but I didn't want to suffer this anymore.

"Okay, then!" I couldn't ask for this opportunity to leave Louis.

Louis held me, his eyes full of pleading, "Bianca, it's all my fault, please don't get angry with mom, okay?"

He didn't forget to coax his mother, "Mom, I accidentally knocked over the olive oil, how can you blame Bianca for this?"

He spoke for me firmly as always. He thought that I would forgive my mother-in-law's greetings to my ancestors for his protection, just like before. How could a man who could even calculate his own mother and flesh and blood have a trace of sincerity towards me?

All his protection and love for me in the past was just to make me a tool. I stubbornly left and called an ambulance for myself.

When my mother-in-law saw that I refused to bow my head and only cared about myself, she endured the pain and threw the half-broken glass bottle at me.

"Mom, don't!" Louis's face turned pale with fear.

He stepped forward, but failed to hold me, and fell to the ground with me. A hot current flowed out from my body, and I was in so much pain.

I habitually asked Louis for help, "Save our child..."

But I looked up and clearly caught a trace of joy and lightness from his eyes full of fake grief.

"Bianca, don't be afraid, the child will be fine, don't blame mom, okay? She just fell and had nowhere to vent her anger..."

This sentence again.

Every time my mother-in-law humiliated me, he would whisper to me secretly, "No matter how wrong she is, she is still my mother. I can't kill her, but I will double your compensation..."

His compensation was to try every means to make me pregnant as soon as possible, and then ruthlessly took the child's life.

At this moment, he must be extremely grateful to his mother for her help, after all, he didn't have to do it to me and the child himself.

Seeing that I was trembling with abdominal pain, Louis finally panicked. "Bianca, don't be afraid! For the sake of the child, you have to hold on!"

But the ambulance could only take one person and he let my mother-in-law get in the car first without hesitation. Because he felt that my bleeding was not enough to induce labor...

The hot tears in his eyes fell on my face, making me feel cold all over.

"Louis, send me to the hospital..."

But he didn't understand at all, crying as if his beloved had died.

I bit my tongue hard and asked him with all my strength, "Are you really so heartless that you want to kill me and the child?"

Louis froze. "Bianca, why do you think so? I asked mom to go to the hospital first for your own good. You have a good fate, nothing will happen to you..."

What a good sentence for my own good. I never thought that the person beside me could act so well and be so heartless.

While staring at my bleeding, he felt my fetal movement with his hands, and the worry on his face didn't seem fake.

Perhaps it was because I felt that I was not loved, and the moment I felt numb from the pain, a large amount of heat flowed out from under me, and the six-month-old baby in my belly stopped moving.