Chapter 3 — Pregnancy in a Locked Village

“My dad recently had a new project that needed an investment of five million.”

I tossed the bait.

“As long as you forgive me, don't kill me, I'll text dad immediately.”

“Tell him to transfer five million to my account as a start-up fund for my son-in-law.”

“This money is cash, coming immediately, isn't it more fragrant than an inheritance?”

Hearing five million, Thuy Phan's eyes almost bulged out.

"Xuyen! That's five million! How many zeros?"

Bui Xuyen was also moved.

“Don't play tricks.” He looked at me suspiciously.

"You're in my hands, you can't even run, what tricks do you dare to play?"

I cried and gave him the phone.

"You can watch me send it, or you can send it yourself."

Bui Xuyen received the phone call and hesitated for a moment. Greed eventually wins over reason.

“Okay, trust me once.”

“If the money doesn't arrive tomorrow morning…”

He flashed his familiar fierce smile.

“I will cut off your tongue first, then cut open your stomach and take out the baby.”

I nodded tremblingly. At the end of the message, I add a symbol. A suicide sign that my dad and I had arranged in advance. The next morning, ten o'clock. Bui Xuyen stared at the banking application on her phone, constantly refreshing it. The balance remains unchanged. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes as if he wanted to devour me alive.

“To Man, you dare to play with me?”

I cowered in the corner, my heart beating like thunder. I knew this moment had finally come.

"Maybe the banking system is late, after all it's Tet..." I tried to struggle one last time.

“Nonsense!”

Bui Xuyen roared and threw the phone hard against the wall.

"I checked, the money in your father's company hasn't moved at all!"

“You're just buying time! What are you waiting for? Waiting for the police? Or waiting for your damn father?”

He rushed forward, grabbed my hair and slammed it against the wall.

“If you want to die, I will help you!”

“Bang!”

Before I could recover, he kicked me hard in the stomach.

“Ah!!!”

The kick hit straight. I felt something in my stomach burst. A massive stream of heat flowed along my thighs.

“It hurts… my baby…”

I held my stomach, rolling in pain on the floor. Seeing blood spread all over the ground, Bui Xuyen also froze. No matter how cruel, seeing so much blood still instinctively panics.

“What now?” Thuy Phan was also panicked.

I reached out my bloody hand and grabbed his trouser leg.

“Take me to the hospital… please… Bui Xuyen… the baby is yours…”

“It was your son… who took me to the hospital…”

I humbly begged, trying to awaken the remaining humanity in him. Bui Xuyen looked at me, his eyes wavering. He hesitated, after all it was his child.

“Go to the hospital… call an ambulance…” he took out another phone.

At that moment, Thuy Phan suddenly held his hand tightly.

"Xuyen ah! Don't go!"

Her triangular eyes flashed with calculating light.

“Go to the hospital, the doctor will see the wound and call the police immediately!”

"There's also the cigarette burn on her body, then you'll be done for!"

“For the sake of a child, harming yourself is not worth it!”

Bui Xuyen's hand stopped in midair. He frantically ponders between his child and his future.

"So what to do? Don't need the baby anymore?"

“Why not?” Thuy Phan turned around and ran into the kitchen.

When she came back, she was carrying a cleaver and a pair of rusty scissors.

“I have delivered babies to pigs in the village hundreds of times, this is my story clearly.”

“If you don't want to go to the hospital, let me do it!”

“Cut open the abdomen to take out the baby.”

“If you live, raise them, if you die, throw them behind the mountain for the dogs to eat.”

"And this woman..." Thuy Phan looked at me evilly,

“It has to be handled anyway.”

She held the scissors, smiled and approached.

“Little sister, just bear with it, soon it won't hurt anymore.”

The cold tip of the scissors touched my pregnant belly.

“A—”

The moment Thuy Phan was about to crash.

“Bang!”

The large door was kicked open.

“Don't move! The police are here!”

In the middle of a cloud of dust, a group of men wearing black tactical armor charged straight in. In their hands they held riot batons and stun guns. The leader. The suit was covered in dirt. In his hand he held a baseball bat. That's my father, To Chan. The father did not even dare to look when he came to kill the fish, his eyes were bloodshot at this moment.

“Dispose of them for me!”

More than a dozen bodyguards rushed towards Bui Xuyen and Thuy Phan. Bui Xuyen still intended to protest.

“What are you doing! Breaking into people's houses is illegal!