Chapter 5

Hearing my inner voice, Dad and Kyle's faces hardened simultaneously, and they quickly took a defensive stance, back-to-back.

Dad looked at the lecherous leader, his face sinking. "Watch your mouth. Say one more word, and I'll rip it off."

Kyle's face was also incredibly grim. "Vivian, Chloe, you two go first."

Vivian's voice trembled. "No, how can I leave you with so many people? We're family!"

Even with her low intelligence, Mom could tell it was dangerous. Protecting her belly, she blurted out.

"Okay, I'll go first!"

With that, she actually turned and ran without hesitation!

Her speed was unbelievable for a pregnant woman.

Dad and Kyle, seeing her decisive "abandonment" and self-preservation, couldn't help but feel disheartened.

The hatred for her that had recently wavered surged up again.

Kyle scoffed, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Sure enough, in a crisis, she's not so dumb. Her selfish nature is exposed! Just like in the past life, and we actually believed her again and again. Foolish for two lifetimes, huh."

Dad's lips were pressed into a thin line, and though he said nothing, his eyes had grown much colder.

Vivian, seeing Mom run off, had a flicker of surprise and triumph in her eyes, then switched back to a look of extreme worry.

"Kyle, Ethan, even if Chloe doesn't care about our lives, she's pregnant! With so many bad guys, I'm worried, I'm going to check on her!"

After saying that, she also quickly ran off, but instead of chasing Mom, she hailed a car, and smirking, she drove off.

In the parking lot, Dad and Kyle stood back-to-back, surrounded by a dozen burly men with iron bars.

Both were injured; Ethan's lip was split and bleeding, and Kyle's white shirt had blood seeping from the shoulder.

The leader's eyes gleamed malevolently as he swung the cold iron bar.

"Brothers, they're exhausted! Let's get them! They're worth a fortune, millions each. If we sell their organs separately, even more valuable!"

As the others prepared to charge again, Dad and Kyle's faces were grim.

Just then, my inner voice was heard from the darkness.

[There's no signal here in the parking lot, but Mommy has already called the police, and she's also called Grandpa and Grandma. The police will be here soon, Daddy and Uncle Kyle, you must hold on.]

[Mommy, you must protect yourself too. I'm so scared and worried.]

Then came Mom's scream. She rushed out of the parking lot, holding a thick wooden stick, sweating profusely.

"Stop it! No one gets to bully my family!"

Dad's eyes were wide with shock and horror.

Kyle's ear was bleeding badly, and he couldn't hear a thing. Seeing Mom run back, his face twisted with scorn and hatred.

"You didn't care about sticking together a moment ago, now you're back pretending? Chloe, are you here to watch us die? Are you happy to see us die again?"

Mom ignored Kyle's taunts. Seeing the group swinging their clubs at Kyle's head, she screamed,

"Kyle!" Terrified, she rushed forward like a madwoman, throwing herself over him. The heavy iron bar struck her with brutal force.

Mom screamed, and in front of Kyle, she collapsed softly to the ground.

Bright red blood immediately gushed from between her legs, quickly staining her light-colored skirt.

Two voices, twisted with shock, simultaneously pierced the silent night.

"Chloe?!"

"Chloe?!"