The crowd quickly dispersed. Ye Youyou did not dare speak a word to anyone throughout.
Within the confines of the prison, there would naturally be others like her: Those who had been wrongly charged or falsely accused. Exactly how many of them there were, she didn't dare guess.
For now, the only people who knew of her pregnancy were the prison wardens and herself. If the other inmates found out about it, would she be subjected to the harassment?
Ye Youyou laid on the bed. Her stomach was in knots. She closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.
The sound of footsteps and muffled sobbing suddenly could be heard. Judging from the voice, it belonged to the pregnant woman from before.
Ye Youyou's hand clenched around the thin quilt that covered her. She was shocked to her core.
They were back.
"Quiet! Are you trying to wake everyone up?"
That voice belonged to Wang Zhuang's lackey. It sounded ruthless and brutal.