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."

likely to have anemia. You are not a young mother. If you do

the ward as

scared by Clark, who actually

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

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

man paused, slowly turned his head, and looked at her deeply, “If you don't

He then turned away.

under the thin covers. Her long-suppressed tears

She lost her child.

pressing his lips together. Sylvia was enjoying

fair. Her eyes were clear. Her nose was pointing. She looked

yet very mean. She

had an

who was eating, looked up and met

Why was he looking at her like

looked like her as if she was prey that he was going to swallow

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

could feel his breath. It was charming. Sylvia had just stuffed a shrimp

face with his big palm. His strong masculine

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

and at the same time

could be cured, she could die at any moment. She didn't want any regret. During that

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

the man's sexy thin lips.

Maskelyne, since

him

stopped breathing for a second, his dark eyes deeper. Did she really take the initiative

clasped the back of her

time, Sylvia

might be dying

would