As if a thunderbolt hit the top of her head, Darcy Harrington only felt that her eyes were dark, and she almost stood unsteadily.

Someone passing by immediately supported her. She did not know what she said, but Darcy could not hear a word.

There were only those two words in her eyes and mind. "early pregnancy".

"I was really pregnant... What should I do?!"

Darcy thought, clenched her fists vigorously, and crumpled the sheet in her hand into a ball.

Why are you afraid of something? Why did God refuse to let her go after making a joke with her?

I do not know how long it has passed...