Chapter 1109

Her screams were getting more and more poignant.

Otis lifted his foot and kicked her directly in the stomach nonstop. There

was nothing but anger in his bloodshot eyes.

His movements were extremely cruel and his purpose was clear - he

wanted to kick her straight to the point of miscarriage.

She didn’t deserve to have his child at all.

She was just trash.

Her mention of her pregnancy made him even angrier.

This damn woman! How dared she deceive him? How dared she take

Joyce's place.

Charlotte rolled on the floor in pain as she held her stomach. Her

stomach felt like it was being stabbed by a million burning knives, and

the muscles on her cheeks had all been twisted.

The twinge of pain came like a tidal wave nonstop.

Her face turned from yellow to red to purple and then to white, and her

forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her whole body kept

shaking.

"Don't, please ..."

After saying this last sentence, she didn't even have the strength to

speak.

Otis's eyes were red, yet he kept kicking. The more she rolled, the

harder he kicked.

Until a stream of bright red blood flowed from underneath Charlotte's

body.

The blood flowed and flowed until it soaked her entire lower body.

He's still kicking.

Charlotte could not even grunt now. She opened her eyes wide and

she had stopped rolling., She felt numb after all his kicks, with each

kick she just opened her lips a bit and closed them up.

The flow of blood made her lapse in consciousness, and under such

violent abuse, the child must have been lost.

She slowly closed her eyes, and the remnants of her breath were weak.

Eugene stood guard outside the door and when he heard the

commotion inside, he did not come in at first.

When he sensed that something was wrong, he hurriedly pushed the

door open and when he saw the bloody scene in front of him, he

rushed forward to tug Otis and stopped him, "Mr. Robertson, stop. You

will kill her.”

Eugene dragged Otis backwards with all his might.

Charlotte on the ground had not moved a bit, as if she was already

dead.

Otis finally felt relieved and his anger gradually subsided.

He calmed his rapid breathing and slowly calmed down.

"Go get a doctor and stop her bleeding.” Otis ordered in a cold voice,

“Just stop the bleeding, and no treatment. Just keep her alive."

"Yes, Mr. Robertson,” Eugene led the way, and he hurriedly turned to

leave the room and went out to find the doctor.

In fact, Charlotte definitely needed a surgery in her current state.

If they only stopped the bleeding at the moment. Perhaps later she

would be infected. Her uterus was definitely ruined, and her life was in

danger.

Otis looked with satisfaction at Charlotte, who was lying in a pool of

blood and passed out.

He sat down on the sofa. He was tired after the kicking just now and

needed to rest for a moment.

Even if Eugene didn't come in to stop him, he kept his sanity.

He wouldn't get Charlotte killed easily.

Right now, the time was not right.

He had just seized power and his regime was not yet stable. Right now

at this moment, he still needed Charlotte's stolen identity.

He would announce to the public that Cecelia suddenly fell into a coma,

and General Ralph heard about the news and suffered a stroke from

excessive grief, so he was unable to take care of himself. As his son-in-

law, he took over the power in name only.

So, he wouldn't get Charlotte killed for now.

But he would not let her live too comfortably either. He would make her

life worse than death.

He would let her live for a while longer, until his new regime was

completely consolidated.

He must, throw her to the dogs to relieve his hatred!