The man seemed deaf to her pleas and sucked even harder on the blood from her neck.
Mi Yao's small face turned deathly pale. Her stomach hurt so much she felt like she was going to pass out from the pain. No, she couldn't let that happen. She needed to protect her child.
"Husband, let go already!"
She pounded on him, but it was no use, so she reached out and felt for the bedside lamp. She grabbed the lamp and slammed it into the back of his head with all her might.
The man was attacked, his movements stiffened briefly as he felt the blood trickling from the back of his head.
"I'm sorry, husband, I'm sorry, I had no choice..." Tears spilled from Mi Yao's eyes as she felt immense guilt and heartache. She had hit him too hard, causing blood to flow from his head, but she couldn't break free from him.
Desperately, she crawled off the bed, and because she moved too quickly, she tumbled down, landing hard on the carpet with her backside.
