Feel the Way You Feel My Love Novel

Feel the Way You Feel, My Love Chapter 869

Dr. Pitt sighed. “Ms. Smith, I know you’re absolutely devastated, but you really can’t keep the baby you’re carrying. It’s your responsibility toward your child. You don’t want your child to be subjected to people’s scornful looks when he or she is born, do you?”

Natalie said nothing as she clutched her stomach tightly with both hands. A chill engulfed her.

Argh! Why did this happen? Why would such a misfortune befall my child? I didn’t eat anything I shouldn’t have eaten!

Her eyes gradually turned red as her heart twisted in agony.

At her grief-stricken expression, Dr. Pitt lowered his eyes a fraction to mask the guilt in them. He again persuaded her, asserting, “Ms. Smith, your pregnancy is less than two months now, so this is the best time to abort the baby. If you were to abort during a later stage in your pregnancy, it’d affect your health. If you’re amenable, we can perform the operation for you right away.”

Hearing that, Natalie shot to her feet. “No! I’m not going to abort…”

“The baby is deformed,” Dr. Pitt interrupted, his voice solemn. “If you insist on delivering the baby, missing organs and limbs is the least of your concerns. There’s also the possibility of the child being born comatose or stillborn in more severe cases. Do you understand that?”

What? Comatose? Stillborn?

Natalie’s lips trembled, and she could no longer say that she wanted to keep the baby because she couldn’t accept either of those possibilities.

wasn’t something she could bear. It wasn’t that she disdained the child, but she was afraid that the child would grow up

the fact that others

the child. Yet, she couldn’t bring

once, she

reluctance, Dr. Pitt didn’t

only arouse suspicion if he were to

you go back and consider it carefully, Ms. Smith? Come back when you’ve made up your mind,” he murmured with a gentle smile, placing his hands on the table with his

“Sure, I’ll do that. Thank you,

Dr. Pitt replied

trudged out of the examination room with her head hung low to meet

dejected air about her, a sense of foreboding

with the gloomy face, Nat? Don’t tell me your child

her meaning was already more than

moment before hugging

her fragile state, Sally patted her back in anguish. “It’s okay, for everything will be fine. I’m

against her shoulder and wept