She knew that Phoebe was trying to get her goat, and she wasn't in the mood.

To her surprise, Phoebe didn't give up. Instead, Phoebe held her hand and made her touch her developing baby.

And that was when Watkins and Camille got out of the car. Camille took out her phone and began to snap pics of the two cars as evidence, her back to Erica and Phoebe. Watkins went to call the insurance company.

Upon touching Phoebe's soft belly, Erica reacted strongly and scolded the woman, “What the hell are you doing? I told you I didn't want to feel it! God! Do you speak the same language?"

At the thought that the baby in her belly was Matthew's, Erica wanted to twist Phoebe's head off!

She tried to withdraw her hand, but Phoebe held it so tightly that she couldn't move it.

Before Erica could see what had happened, the grip on her hand loosened, and Phoebe fell backward. A scream escaped her lips as she landed on the ground.

Eric's hand was still frozen in midair.

It happened so fast that she was dumbfounded.

Camille snapped her phone shut and ran toward Phoebe. She squatted on the ground, gently grabbed her sister by the shoulders, and asked,

"Phoebe, what happened? Are you okay?"

“Sister... my belly... hurts..." Phoebe clutched her abdomen and writhed in pain as she spoke.

Incensed, Camille stood from the ground, turned to Erica, and coldly demanded, "What did you do to my sister? Didn't you know that she is pregnant? That is Matthew's child. Can you afford the consequences should anything happen to the baby?"

Erica was shaken from her astonishment at the reminder that Phoebe was carrying Matthew's child. She glanced at the woman on the ground and said, “I didn't do anything. It's her fault. But if I were you, I would be calling an ambulance."

Camille was rendered speechless at the reminder of her thoughtlessness.

She grabbed her phone and warned Erica as she dialed the number, "Don't you dare go anywhere. I'm going to tell the police what you did and have you arrested!"

The exchange between the women caught Watkins’ attention. He ended his call and jogged to Erica.

“What happened?"

Erica didn't respond. Instead, her eyes widened with shock when she saw the rapidly growing bloodstain on Phoebe's clothes. She grasped

Watkins' sleeve and yanked hard several times.

"Blood... Blood..."

Watkins seized Camille's arm to stop her.

“It's too late to call for help. I'll drive her to the hospital," he offered.

Without waiting for a response, he gathered Phoebe in his arms and rushed toward the car. Camille, who was close behind, opened the car door for him. A brief moment Later, Phoebe was placed in the back seat, and Camille settled next to her.

Watkins returned to Erica, who seemed frozen. He patted her on the shoulder and said, “Erica, get in the car. We need to get to the hospital."