Chapter 4

Freed from my restraint, Robin became arrogant again.

She was helped up, clutching her stomach, and pointed at me tearfully:

"See, everyone? She's just jealous of me! She wants to kill my baby!"

She staggered towards me, raising a hand to slap me.

I tried to struggle and hit back, but the male colleagues held me firmly.

"You still want to fight back?! Can't you just behave?!"

Seeing me immobilized, Robin's face twisted into a smug sneer, and her insults grew uglier:

"You barren slut! You deserve to rot in hell!"

Other colleagues also chimed in, accusing me of lacking empathy.

Chloe, the same colleague from before, comforted Robin while vehemently saying to me:

"You're a grown woman, yet you have no shame! Getting a pregnant woman so upset over a proposal, what are you thinking?"

"It's hard enough for Robin, being pregnant and working. If anything happens to her, can you take responsibility?"

I struggled to break free, shouting in rebuttal:

"How many times have I explained? I'm using a silent keyboard! How could I possibly bother her? With brainwaves?"

"Besides, she says she's pregnant, but who here has seen her prenatal reports? Who has seen her husband pick her up?"

My words made a few people pause, a hint of doubt entering their eyes.

Robin, however, immediately pulled a crumpled piece of paper from her bag:

"This is my ultrasound scan! It clearly states twelve weeks pregnant!"

I scoffed:

"You just said my keyboard was like a jackhammer, making your stomach hurt. Now you're making such a huge commotion, crying and screaming, and your precious son is perfectly fine?"

Everyone was taken aback.

Chloe murmured to herself,

"Yeah, when I was pregnant, I'd get anxious even from loud noises, let alone such a scene... Is Robin's fetus that strong?"

At that moment, security guards rushed in, and seeing the tense situation, they quickly spoke up:

"Everyone, calm down! Let's talk this out!"

Robin, who had been so aggressive, suddenly covered her mouth and dry-heaved.

After a moment, she weakly said:

"I can't... My stomach hurts so much... It must be because she pushed me, and I went into premature labor!"

"I need to go to the hospital! If my baby is gone, Stella, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

I wasn't about to let her off that easily.

"Fine, let's go to the hospital! I'll come with you! I'll even help you book an appointment with a urologist to check your prostate!"

Robin instantly went ballistic, pointing a finger at me and screaming:

"You... you crazy person! You're slandering me! I'll sue you for defamation!"

I immediately declared to everyone:

"Did everyone hear that? A simple check at the hospital will prove it. If she really is pregnant, I'll kneel down and apologize to her in front of everyone, and I'll cover all medical expenses!"

Then, I turned to Robin:

"Do you dare to go?"

With that, I grabbed her, pulling her towards the exit.

"Come on, let's go now! Let the whole company see whether you're carrying a baby or just pure malice!"

All of us, me and my colleagues, stared at her, waiting for an answer.

Robin's face cycled through shades of red and white.

She never dreamed that the soft target she had so easily manipulated in her past life would, in this life, become a furious, sharp-tongued maniac.

She clung desperately to the office desk, refusing to budge.

But then, as if an idea struck her, she suddenly collapsed onto the floor with a loud *thud*.

A puddle of "blood" rapidly spread beneath her.

She stretched out a trembling hand, pointing at me, her eyes filled with venom:

"My baby... Stella... you killed my baby!"