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."

can't have sex in a month. You need nutrition, otherwise, you're very likely to have anemia. You are not a

out of the ward as if

Clark, who actually yelled

seemed to be exhausted for a moment. He looked at the haggard woman on the hospital bed for a long time before saying, "I'll ask the maid to come and take

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

deeply, “If you don't ask, how will

He then turned away.

thin covers. Her long-suppressed

She lost her child.

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

on. Her skin was fair. Her eyes were clear. Her nose was

beautiful yet very mean. She was

had an unfathomable

met Franklin's dark eyes. Her heart

he looking at

like her as if she was prey that he

lifted Sylvia's petite chin, his eyes dark. "Darling,

his breath. It was charming. Sylvia had just stuffed

man held her small tender face with his big palm. His strong

silent office, Sylvia blushed. How could he be

the same

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

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

looked at the man's sexy thin lips. Her gaze was clear and

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

she kissed him with her pale

his dark eyes deeper. Did she really

arrogant man clasped the back of her

Sylvia responded

might be dying

would have