My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 1015 Jocelyn is covered in blood

Such a feeling made Jocelyn feel an intense fear.

The cramping sensation became more and more intense, and she could even feel the two babies

inside her womb, which kept rolling over and over, as if trying to break free, from her stomach.

At the same time, the hot stay in the lower body continued to roll outwards.

She was in pain and her eyes went black.

Even breathing became difficult.

Taking a deep breath, Jocelyn, with trembling hands and caution, leaned against the head of the bed

and with difficulty touched the spot underneath her.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of bodies stained red with blood came into view.

She was tempted to open her mouth and go shout at someone.

However, no sound could be made.

In her ears, she could hear nothing but her own heartbeat, and the sound of her ragged breathing.

Intense fear, spreading wildly, made her heart, almost, jump out of her chest.

What's going on?

Is she going to have a miscarriage?

From the time she got pregnant until now, she has been fine.

The pulse is as steady as ever.

Every fetal test was normal.

What's more, she has always been very careful and has never done anything which a pregnant woman

cannot do.

Why is this?

Heartache, accompanied by a twisting pain in her abdomen, kept wracking her, making it even more

impossible for her to breathe.

Even though she had seen a lot of things, at this moment, she was as flustered as a three-year-old

child.

Inside her belly were two lives.

Two babies belonging to her and Noah.

These two are still there, in their own bellies, with whom they have been living for six and a half whole

months.

She had long been attached to them, and had developed a strong affection for them.

She can't live without them.

Taking a deep breath again, she used all her strength and took her pulse.

From the pulse, the fetal image is very unstable.

These two children were in critical condition.

She struggled to open her mouth and tried to call out for someone but couldn't.

Glancing at the phone on the bedside table, she made an effort to reach out and try to reach for it.

However, it is clear that the phone is only ten centimetres from her fingertips.

She can't reach it herself.

She tried desperately to move to the phone's position, but it was hard as hell.

With every movement, the abdomen spasmed like mad.

Within moments, cold sweat had broken out all over her body.

The snow-white, thin white halter-night dress on her body was all wet with sweat and stuck to her skin

uncomfortably.

Gnawing hard on the pressure, she moved hard to the edge of the bed.

Just as she was about to reach for her phone, there was a violent blackout.

The next second, she fell off the bed, onto the white wool carpet next to her.

The snow-white wool carpet was, in a moment, stained red with blood.

Her consciousness began to fade.

But with strong will power, she managed to open her eyes and tried to reach out to touch the phone.

Normally, lifting her hand is a very simple matter.

But today, it is much more difficult.

Her whole body trembled.

Just as her fingertips touched the phone, her eyes, once again, went black and her whole body fell

straight to the ground.

Once again, she tried desperately to get up, but could no longer do so.

The phone is close at hand, but she can't do anything about it.

She could have asked for help, but she couldn't even make a sound.

Such a feeling depressed her, and her whole spirit almost collapsed.

The blood, still flowing outwards, in but a moment, stained half of the bedside rug, into a blood-red

colour.

The smell of blood, constantly spreading in the warmth of the space, was a constant reminder that she

was losing her baby.

At this moment, her tears involuntarily flowed down.

It was as if there were hands in the heart tearing desperately.

She really hoped that Noah would hurry in.

A wave of dizziness, once again, swept over her and her consciousness, too, became more and more

blurred.

She still bit her lip hard in a desperate attempt to avoid, herself, passing out completely.

Teeth, piercing her lips, and she is unaware of it.

The pain in the location of the lips is no more than the pain in the heart, and the pain in the word

palace, after all.

"Hang in there. Let's wait, Daddy will be here soon."

She said inwardly.

It was as if she could hear at this moment that death was moving towards her own child fast.

She was literally dying of despair.

It was as if she had been thrown into a bottomless pit of no return in an instant.

The surroundings are dark and cold.

She could not see the way, let alone find the way she had come.

Tears fell in silent words and her vision blurred even more.

Breathing heavy as hell.

It was as if in the next moment, she would suffocate and die.

She is still holding on by sheer force of will.

But in the end, she couldn't hold on any longer, her eyes went black and her whole body completely

lost consciousness.

The moment she closed her eyes, her face pale to the core.

Underneath, the blood continued to flow.

There seems to be no stopping it.

Outside the window, the sky was dense with red clouds, and suddenly it was snowing heavily.

Large flakes of snow, rustling down, seem to bury everything.

On this freezing winter night, Jocelyn was in a coma of despair.

The atmosphere in the room bordered on desperation.

In the study, Noah, who was oblivious to everything, was sitting in front of his computer desk, looking at

his laptop with a serious face, dealing with the emails in his mailbox, in various languages.

The man's eyes are clear and cold, and awe-inspiring.

It was at this moment that the man suddenly felt a sharp throbbing in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he became distracted.

Such a feeling made him feel strange.

He has been completely unable to quietly work.

A quick glance at the time showed that it was now 10pm.

Feeling that it was about time, he turned off the computer and took a step, heading for his room's

location.

Pushing open the door to the master bedroom, the gusty smell of blood hits the nose.

Immediately afterwards, the image of Jocelyn covered in blood and lying in a pool of blood crashed into

his eyes.

At this moment, he felt as if his eyeballs had been hit by a thousand catties of boulders, viciously. NôvelDrama.Org content.

The whole world is spinning.

He immediately ran forward and picked up Jocelyn, shouting in her ear, "Jocelyn! Jocelyn!"

But Jocelyn didn't react at all.

Even the breathing is much weaker than normal.

Even for a man like Noah’s mind was blank with panic at this moment.

He ran out of the room in a mad dash, hugging Jocelyn.

Didn't even bother to put a shirt on himself or Jocelyn.