Chapter 142 The Devil Is in the Yard

I squatted down on the ground with difficulty and picked up the puppy. It barked as if it knew something was wrong. I was just about to stand up when I held the bed and suddenly saw a big box on the bed. It was made of mahogany and looked very strange.

Why didn't I see a big box here when I was cleaning?

I put the dog down, knelt on my shoes, and reached out to pull the box under the bed. It was so heavy. I pulled the box out with all my strength.

I couldn't help sneezing. I took out two pieces of paper and wiped the lid off the wooden box. I wanted to open it to see, but there was a lock at the mouth of the box. I thought about it again and again, but forget it. After all, it was someone else's stuff. I forced it open to see what happened.

I pushed the box aside, and the fine and dense patterns carved on it caught my attention.

I reached out to touch it, and the imprint on my fingerprint was as deep as the imprint that someone had left in my heart. I wonder what Fu Jing is doing now.

He knew if Tan Jie would take me away and be so angry that he doubted me and the child? Or maybe he could just take me back, abort my child, torture me, and let me watch him and Hai Tang reminisce?

My heart seemed to be pulled in eight different directions by eight horses, and the pain almost suffocated me.

He used to be the person I trusted and relied on the most, but now he hurt me the most. I touched my stomach and sat on the box. The huge mood swings made me gasp. My stomach hurt a little. I was afraid, afraid that something might happen to me.

The dog chirped and crawled up to me. It was impossible for me to bend down and touch it. I struggled to stay in bed. The doctor said lying down was good for me to continue with the baby. I had to lie down.

After ten minutes, the dull pain gradually dissipated. I read again to divert my attention. As long as I didn't think about Fu Jing, everything was fine.

Fu Jing, Fu Jing, from now on, I hope every time I miss you is the last time.

Another week passed, and at night the door was knocked, and I sat up in shock. The knock was so rude that it couldn't be Tan Jie. Although he had a bad temper, he wouldn't have slapped my door like this in the middle of the night.

I held the palm sized puppy in my arms to make it courageous. The dog didn't even wake up, let alone bark. I shook it a few times before waking it up.

"Dog, give me some strength. Someone will come in later. Remember to bark." I swallowed and hid behind the window, not daring to move.

The knock stopped after a few knocks. I thought maybe it was the wrong knock. Just as I was looking out the window, a face suddenly appeared in front of me and scared me to sit on the floor.

It was a familiar scene, and it was the same in Melbourne. My first reaction was to be robbed!

I covered my mouth to make sure that I didn't know the person in front of me. The dog barked in pain when I fell on the ground. The man outside the window was patting the window with a smile. "Little beauty, come and play."

I could barely see the face in front of me through the moonlight, a face as red as guan gong's, eyes narrowed into a slit, big mouth grinned, and looked like a lecher.

"Who are you? How did you get in?" My hand quietly touched the headboard of the bed. I had seen this courtyard a long time ago. It was almost as high as the walls of the countryside. Let alone an adult man, it was me who could climb in when I was not pregnant, so I would put an axe on the headboard of the bed every night.

"I haven't lived in this courtyard for more than ten years. I heard that there is a little beauty living in it. I came here specially to take a look." The man hiccupped, and the lustful look made me nauseous. "The visitor is a guest. Open the door and let me in."

Guest? How could a guest climb over a wall in the middle of the night to sit at someone's house?

I held my phone up. "I'm telling you, I'll call the police if you don't leave!"

"You do, I'm not afraid." He patted the window hard. The window made of glass could not withstand him.

I smelled the smell of alcohol on him outside the window and thought to myself that it was bad. If he barged in like this, how could I stand it?

I swiped my phone a few times and called Tan Jie's agent. Before he could get through, the man started climbing in through the window. Without thinking, he cut him with an ax.

I know that if I cut him down, I won't be able to stay here anymore, but I don't regret it. In order to protect my child, I don't care if I kill him.

"You go, or I'll chop you off!" I must have looked terrible right now. My eyes were wide open, and my axe was still in my hand.

The man screamed in pain and fell out of the window. The dog was so scared that it kept barking and its cry became shrill.

"Murder! Someone's here. Someone killed someone!" The man clamored up from the ground.

I looked around, not wanting to run to the door.

"Stinky biao, you cut me and you want to run. Stop right there."

I don't know how heavy the axe I just chopped was, but I was determined. I hated myself for not cutting it on his leg when I saw the man walking so fast.

He caught up with me and pulled out a handful of my hair. I turned around in pain and swung an axe at his hand. He yelled again and grabbed my axe and threw it on the ground. Under the moonlight, he took advantage of the man's strength to push me down under the sycamore tree. I kept kicking him, but those kicks were like kicking cotton on a man's body.

I yelled, and in exchange for a few slaps from him, "Bitch, what the hell is that? You make me feel good, you make me feel good..."

The man hurriedly took off his pants. I was wearing shorts and t-shirts bought from the supermarket. He tore them when he pulled them. When he saw that my chest was so swollen, his disgusting saliva dripped on my chest.

"Get lost! Get out of here!" I scratched my hands and wished I could have long fingernails and take out his bloody heart.

"If you call me again, I'll hit you in the stomach so you can't have a baby!" He threatened fiercely, raising his fist to punch me in the stomach.

I hurriedly covered my stomach, and he grinned again. "That's good. If you cooperate with me, I won't hurt your child. If you don't cooperate... Hmph, I can't tell what I'll do in a hurry."

Now that he has the upper hand, it's not good for me. If I keep being so tough, I'm afraid he'll really hurt my child. At this point, it seems that tolerating may be the best way.

However, I can't have sex with a strange man psychologically or physically.

Just as I was hesitating, he suddenly pressed himself against me, his smelly mouth arched towards my chest. "What else to think about? Don't worry and enjoy it. I have my limits... Mmm... It smells so sweet..."