Chapter 557

Quinn lay on a tattered quilt, covered by a thin blanket. As Bella had said, they had indeed given the pregnant woman "special treatment." But now, Quinn's eyes were tightly shut, her face deathly pale, her lips devoid of any color. The quilt beneath her was soaked in a pool of crimson blood. In the frigid darkness of the night, she looked as though she were already dead. Yet outside the woodshed, the Kirk family continued their furious shouting. "What the hell are you, you bastard? Some lowlife lover of that little slut Willow? Willow, I swear, if Aiden finds out you’ve been keeping a man on the side—AHHH! Let go! Let go of me! My arm’s gonna break! AHHH!" "Seth, what the hell are you standing around for? You gonna let this little bastard kill us all?!" Old Mrs. Kirk raised her cane and struck Seth hard across the back. Snapped out of his daze, Seth Kirk stormed up to Willow and grabbed her arm. "Willow, who the hell is this man? Why’s he following you back? Tell him to stop now!" Wil