"It hurts..." she murmured.
"Honey, hold on, we'll be at the hospital soon." The baby is only five months old, and if something goes wrong, he can't imagine the consequences.
For some reason, the large hand holding her trembled a bit.
"I think... I'm bleeding..." she felt a wetness in her pants.
Lucas Knight, holding her, heard this and his hand trembled again... He felt under her thigh, it was wet, and even without looking, he could smell the strong scent of blood wafting through his nose.
"Drive faster!" he snapped abruptly, startling the driver, who quickly floored the accelerator, but after a short distance, they hit a traffic jam.
"Mr. President, don't worry, there's a traffic jam up ahead..." The car just couldn't move!
It seemed to be a severe jam.
A traffic jam at midnight!
