With her eyes closed, Winter thought to herself, 'Why is he standing still? What is he looking at? Is he crazy? Why doesn't he go out?" She didn't want to keep faking sleep, but she had to since she didn't want to see Clark.

Ten minutes passed.

Just as she thought Clark was going to leave, she felt his warm palm on her belly.

Winter's body stiffened.

What was he doing?

Clark looked at her flat belly.

There was once a baby there.

It was his flesh and blood.

What a pity. He found it out too late and the baby was already gone. His heart ached.

He had never been blessed by God...

Otherwise, why did God take the baby away from him?

"Winter..."

He called her in a low voice.

Winter was motionless, not daring to open her eyes.

The ties in the Wilson family were extremely complicated. Clark's father was the eldest son of his grandfather, but after his parents died, their names were erased from the family tree and his uncle became the eldest child.

While the youngest son who Winter married, Clark's other uncle, became the second son.

didn't understand why Milo

thought he must miss his parents. But he was such a cold-blooded man. How could he miss his parents? As Winter was thinking, her eyelashes trembled

know what

he find she

embarrassed. Looking into Clark's gloomy

his words

put down the glass, she heard

Who?

suddenly heard the

men in black. Although covered in

at her for a while and cried out in surprise, "Sarai?"

did she become like

over to kneel before the

I didn't know you were

it! Please, will

won't do

her hands was chopped off, and the wound was not bandaged. It looked

in blood and

was even more shocking was the chains around her

the chains made a

man. Winter knew it very well. But what he did to Sarai was beyond

do this to his

that Clark and Winter

with his child! She didn't

got herself

die than

is this about? Let her go.

was not a kind person. Her cruelty was the reason that she could

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