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."

otherwise, you're very likely to have anemia. You are not a young mother. If you do not take care of your body carefully, it

doctor rushed out of the ward as if fleeing after

who actually yelled at

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

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

paused, slowly turned 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 were out

She lost her child.

Franklin looked at Sylvia, pressing his lips

any makeup on. Her skin was fair. Her eyes were clear.

She was never sweet to

an

met

looking at

she was prey that

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

was charming. Sylvia had just stuffed a shrimp into her mouth when Franklin bent to kiss her. "Or just

palm. His strong masculine aura

he

at the

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

She stuffed a piece of chicken into her mouth and the next

man's sexy thin lips. Her

in a masterful tone, "Mr. Maskelyne, since you're hungry, I will feed you

him with

for a second, his dark eyes deeper. Did she really

back of her head and kissed her deeply,

time, Sylvia responded

be dying

she would have no