Chapter 7

Emma Rosy tried to escape like a madman. But she was so weak, she only took two steps, and was forced against the corner by Joseph Pratt in the dark. "No... no ......" Emma Rosy shook her head vigorously, begging Joseph Pratt. Joseph Prat was so happy, she kicked Emma Rosy in the stomach with a fierce look: "Go to hell, Emma Rosy! " Suddenly. Emma Rosy saw the wooden stick in the corner, which was used by the women in prison to dry their clothes, as thick as a wrist. She gritted her teeth and with all her strength, she grabbed the stick and slammed it on Joseph Pratt! Joseph Pratt immediately fell to the ground and lost consciousness! The floor was covered with blood, staining Emma Rosy's white canvas shoes. "Someone's killing people here. Somebody help!" "Somebody, call a doctor, someone's dead." Emma Rosy's hand holding the stick was shaking, she stared at Joseph Pratt in shock. The guard asked someone to take Joseph Pratt away. Emma Rosy stood there for a long time. She watched the guard walk into her. She raised her face and defended herself: "I'm protecting myself. Anyone can testify for me." The prison guard looked at her red and swollen face, she had mercy for the woman in a moment, but thinking of what the superior had ordered, she said viciously: "Who can testify to you, you have just been in jail not long after you have killed someone, come with me." Out of the cell was a dazzling light. Emma Rosy subconsciously used her hand to shield her eyes. The guard saw this and said impatiently: "Hurry up." Emma Rosy pursed her lips, followed the guard's footsteps. Emma Rosy stood at the door and did not go in, the guard reached out and pushed her: "Hurry up and go in, an officer wants to interrogate you personally." "......" Emma Rosy was pushed into the room. The room was simply furnished, there was a desk and a few chairs. Emma Rosy looked at the large-bellied middle aged man sitting in the chair. The man saw her and frowned: "Hurry up and come here." Emma Rosy went over and sat down, the man winked to the prison guard, who looked at Emma Rosy with a pitiful expression, then locked the door and left. The man looked at Emma Rosy : "You are Emma Rosy, why do you cause trouble as soon as you enter the prison, do you know that Joseph Pratt is still alive, if she sues you for intentional harm, you will have to go to jail for the rest of your life! Emma Rosy's gaze was calm, her clarified almond eyes didn't move an inch. She said: "What's the difference?" It's all about jail time, so what's the difference. The man coughed lightly: "If you work hard, you still have a chance to get out." Emma Rosy's eyelids lifted: "really?" Would Alex Brown let her out? "Why not?" The man said, he slowly got up and walked towards Emma Rosy, his fat palms traced down Emma Rosy's red and swollen cheeks, his eyes lustful: "If you behave yourself and do as I say, I'll let someone treat you better and then give you-" "Ah!" The man's gaze was fierce, as if he wanted to eat Emma Rosy. Emma Rosy's hands hidden in her sleeves trembled, "If you dare to come near me, I will definitely sue you." The man cursed and grabbed Emma Rosy by the shoulder. He swept away the papers on the table with one hand, and shackled Emma Rosy's hands. He sneered: " I will see how you sue me today. After I slept with you, Mr. Brown could even pay me! Emma Rosy struggled less and looked at the man blankly: "Is this what Alex Brown wanted?" The man didn't expect Emma Rosy to say this. He sneered, while Emma Rosy was at her distraction, he tore Emma Rosy's clothes. Under the light, her skin was like snow. The man's greasy mouth kissed her, and Emma Rosy pushed him hard: "Get out, get out!" The man grabbed her hands and confined them, then grabbed Emma Rosy's hair with the other hand and forced Emma Rosy to look at him: " I want to sleep with you, and I am authorized by your ex man." "......" Emma Rosy's watery eyes were red and tearful, making one's lust high. The man stifled a growl and was about to continue his movements when Emma Rosy struggled frantically, "Get off, you get off-" She struggled and fell off the desk, her legs went weak and she sat straight down on the floor. A sudden throbbing pain came from her stomach ...... The baby, her baby, it's going to be okay. The man watched Emma Rosy faint and wanted to pull Emma Rosy to continue, when the locked door opened. Emma Rosy looked at the pair of exquisitely crafted Italian handmade leather shoes that appeared in front of her, and her little hand stretched out: "Alex, save my child, save..." The pungent smell of disinfectant water filled the white space. Emma Rosy opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, looking at the unfamiliar environment in front of her. It was a hospital. She looked around and found a man standing at the window, a tailored black suit that made him tall, his bony fingers holding a cigarette. It seems to notice someone staring at him, the man turned his head, a pair of dark eye pupils stared at Emma Rosy. Emma Rosy's heart beat suddenly. She looked away and said uncomfortably, "Did you take me to the hospital?" " Before she passed out, she remembered seeing a man appear in front of her. The pair of hand-made Italian leather shoes, limited to a few pairs worldwide, no one else had them except Alex Brown. Alex Brown took a puff of his cigarette, and sneered, "I'll save you? Emma Rosy, where did you get the ability to seduce a prison officer on your first day in prison?" He stood in front of Emma Rosy's bed with long legs, looking down on the pale girl, and felt a little pain in his heart. The thought of what Emma Rosy had done made him snort, and his aura grew colder and colder. The smell of tobacco on the man, mixed with the familiar smell, made Emma Rosy addicted, her hand under the quilt clenched into a fist, "Alex, in your heart, am I this kind of person?" Emma Rosy remembered everything that happened in the prison, her eyelids drooped slightly to hide the pain, and she asked flatly: "Is the child still there?" "What, you don't want the baby?" Alex Brown extinguished his cigarette, and his fingers captured Emma Rosy's lower jaw, forcing her to look up at him. Emma Rosy thought of her father's tragic death and felt sad. She smiled faintly: "My father died at your hands, so it's a good idea to use our child's life to pay for it, isn't it?" "Alex Brown paled after hearing the words, and his eyes were full of anger: "Emma Rosy, do you know what you are talking about?" " Looking at the man's angry expression, Emma Rosy's heart was like a million arrows piercing through her heart. Hate. She hated Alex Brown, she hated his heartlessness, and she hated herself for not being able to do anything about it. "Alex , I know what I'm talking about, now that I'm awake, it's time to go back to prison." Her smile was bright, but it reminded Alex Brown of the relieved smile that people showed before dying. Alex Brown suddenly had a panic : "Emma Rosy, you don't have to go back to jail." "Why? Am I not guilty." Alex Brown let go of her and glanced coldly across Emma Rosy's face: "The law stipulates that pregnant women who commit crimes during pregnancy or breastfeeding can be released on bail, and the court will send someone to monitor your daily life."