In the operating room, they surrounded Dorothy, who was tied to the operating table. One of them used a scalpel to cut her pale brown dress, revealing her white cotton leggings inside and her fair skin.
"No, don't hurt me and my child!" Dorothy struggled with all her might, begging in tears.
Her throat was so dry as if it was about to break apart. Blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth. Her lips were pale, and she could only cry out in pain.
At this time, the scalpel was about to land it on her naked abdomen. Using the last of her strength, Dorothy turned her head to look at Rosalie, who was standing not far away. She had no choice but to compromise.
"Rosalie, I beg you, please let me go... I promise you that I'll divorce Credence immediately. I will give him back to you. I do not
