Chapter 147

Besides death, it seemed no place in this world could accommodate her.

"Young madam, did your period arrive?" When the masseuse helped Emma massage her waist, she noticed the white bedsheets below her were already dyed red from her blood. The masseuse's first reaction was that Emma's period had come, but with a closer look, she felt that it was odd. Periods usually did not bleed non-stop.

"It's not my period coming. The blood coming out of my body is probably from Ron's child." Even when saying such brutal words, Emma's voice was still gentle, without the slightest mood change.

"Emma, you..." Abigail jumped out of bed. Her heart almost stopped beating when she saw the bloodstains on the bedsheets. Similar scenes flashed non-stop in her mind. A person was lying in a pool of blood and trying hard to stretch his hand out to drag her in...

She wanted to see clearly who the person was, but the person in the blood pool was blurry, so she could not see anything clearly. Abigail tried to w