Samantha winced with her entire body once she felt someone else's hold on her wrist. She turned around, her eyes wide with shock, firmly glued to the woman standing before her.
"Samantha, what are you doing?" Amelie whispered as she tried to catch her breath. "You are pregnant, for God's sake! You won't be able to run far in such a state!"
"Why does it matter?" Samantha's reply was half-buried when a car drove past the two of them, honking loudly. "Suddenly you are concerned about my state? But aren't you the one who is going to have me and my husband arrested tonight?"
Amelie wanted to feign ignorance but decided against it in the end. After all, if Sam resorted to acting so thoughtlessly, it meant she somehow had already learned the truth.