After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

She was 36 but still had no right to give birth. Even if the baby was born, it would be a bastard, a jinx.

She had never had a family. She wouldn't let her child suffer the same. Tears fell down her cheeks and she closed her eyes.

She felt sorry for the baby. She failed to protect it.

She only knew what sorrow felt like when she lost her child.

She wished she were living in a novel where she could just give up everything and go abroad, and raise the child by herself.

But the reality was cruel. Clark wouldn't let go of her!

She took a deep breath, feeling hopeless.

At this time, she heard some footsteps.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person that was coming Clark? Why did he look so angry?

Of course, he would be angry after knowing that she was pregnant. "I..." She wanted to say something but was interrupted rudely. "Winter, how dare you! Who gave you the galls to hide it from me? Are you happy now that the child is gone?"

"Why did you wear high heels when you know you're pregnant? Why didn't you protect yourself? Why did you give the bitch Sarai a chance to hurt you?"

The man's rough voice echoed over the ward.

His face which was more beautiful than women was full of anger now. Winter looked at him in shock, incredulous.

Was she wrong? Why did she seem to see a trace of regret and distress in his eyes?

The doctor who followed quickly gave Winter a new examination, "Does it hurt?"

"Yes."

"Do you feel unwell anywhere else?"

"Nope."

must tell me. You can't have sex in a month. You need nutrition, otherwise, you're very likely to have anemia. You are not a young mother. If you do

rushed out of the ward as if fleeing

Clark, who actually yelled at

at the haggard woman on the hospital bed for a long time before saying, "I'll ask the maid to come

you I was pregnant, would you keep the child?" Winter looked at the man's

at her deeply, “If you don't ask, how will

He then turned away.

the thin covers. Her long-suppressed

She lost her child.

Sylvia's office, Franklin looked at Sylvia, pressing his

was fair. Her eyes

yet very mean. She was never

had an unfathomable

up and met Franklin's dark eyes. Her heart skipped

Why was he looking at her

like her as if she was prey that he was

"Darling, I behave so well

charming. Sylvia had just stuffed a shrimp into

face with his big palm. His strong masculine aura made her heart beat faster. Her brain

silent office, Sylvia blushed. How could he be so cheeky? He stole

the same

die at any moment. She didn't want any regret. During that time,

of chicken into her mouth and the next second, she grabbed his shoulders and pressed

face and looked at the man's

and said in a masterful tone, "Mr. Maskelyne, since you're hungry, I will feed you

him with

his dark eyes deeper. Did

back of her head and kissed her deeply, fiercely, and

first time, Sylvia

might be dying

least, she would