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."

anemia. You are not a young mother. If you do

rushed out of the

was scared by Clark, who actually yelled at a

haggard woman on the hospital bed for a long

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

slowly turned his head, and looked at her deeply, “If you don't ask, how will you know

He then turned away.

deep under the thin covers. Her long-suppressed tears were out

She lost her child.

looked at Sylvia, pressing his

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

mean. She was

an unfathomable

was eating, looked up and met Franklin's dark

he looking at her

like her as if she was prey that he was

"Darling, I

breath. It was charming. Sylvia had just stuffed a shrimp into her mouth when

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

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

was embarrassed and at the same

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

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

man's sexy thin lips. Her gaze

since you're hungry, I will feed you until you

she kissed him with

deeper. Did she really take

and arrogant man clasped the back of her head and kissed

time, Sylvia responded to him

be

least, she would have

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