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 care

out of the ward as if fleeing

by Clark, who actually yelled at a

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

pregnant, would you keep the child?" Winter looked at the man's tall back and suddenly

“If you don't

He then turned away.

thin covers. Her long-suppressed tears

She lost her child.

office, Franklin looked at Sylvia, pressing his lips together. Sylvia was

Her eyes were clear.

mean. She was never sweet to him like

an

who was eating, looked up and met Franklin's dark eyes.

looking

if she was prey that he was going to swallow

petite chin, his eyes dark. "Darling, I behave so well

Sylvia had just stuffed a shrimp into her mouth when Franklin bent

tender face with his big palm. His strong masculine aura made

Sylvia blushed. How could he be so

at the same time

at any moment. She didn't want any regret. During that time, it was always Franklin who

her mouth and the next second, she grabbed his shoulders and pressed him down

man's sexy thin lips. Her

"Mr. Maskelyne, since you're hungry, I will feed you until you

she kissed him with her

dark eyes deeper. Did she really take the

and arrogant man clasped the back of her head and kissed her deeply, fiercely, and

the first time, Sylvia responded to

be

she would have

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