Cressida Jones was so engrossed in watching Tim Payne that she only snapped back to reality when the people around them started exclaiming in shock.
"Pain, pain—" Marigold Jones clutched the spot where a horse's hoof had kicked her, crumpling to the ground, her body spasming and trembling slightly, the smell of blood gradually spreading, "Save, save my child!"
If she lost the child, the Jeans Family wouldn't want her!
She reached out for Beckett Jeans, who was nearby, but he just stared at the subdued horse, afraid to come forward.
Cressida Jones gritted her teeth:
He's absolutely useless.
And he harbored selfish thoughts; he wished the child inside Marigold would be lost.
That way, he could rid himself of this vile woman.
By now, the staff had already approached. To prevent accidents from falls, despite being during the New Year holiday, there was a doctor on duty 24 hours a day, who checked her condition, "Rib broken, needs immediate medical attention."
