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."

uncomfortable, you 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 not take

of the ward

by Clark, who actually yelled at a patient! It

the hospital bed for

keep the child?" Winter looked at the man's tall

his head, and looked at her deeply, “If you don't ask, how will you know if I am a

He then turned away.

thin covers. Her long-suppressed tears

She lost her child.

pressing

Her eyes were clear. Her nose was pointing. She

so beautiful yet very mean. She was never sweet to him like other

had an

met Franklin's

Why was he looking at

prey that he was going to swallow

"Darling, I

to her. She could feel his breath. It was charming. Sylvia had just stuffed a shrimp into her mouth when Franklin bent to kiss her. "Or

big palm. His strong masculine aura made her heart beat faster. Her brain seemed

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

the same time kind of

her poison could be cured, she could die at any moment. She didn't want any regret. During that time, it was always Franklin who

courage. She stuffed a piece of chicken into her mouth and the next second, she grabbed his shoulders

face and looked at the man's

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

him with

deeper. Did she really

man clasped the back of her head

the first time, Sylvia responded to him so

be dying

she would have no

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