Queenie covered her face and cried uncontrollably.

Yes, she was right.

But my heart hurt so much!

It was a precious human life, after all.

"Lulu, I can't let go of it. That's my baby. How could I possibly let go of it? When I was pregnant with her, I thought countless times about giving her all my love, dressing her in pretty clothes, braiding her hair nicely, taking her to the amusement park, sending her to school, and playing pretend with her.

"But I'm not sure if a life without a father is what she wants. I don't want her to suffer. Lulu, I don't want to let her suffer, and I can't bear to lose her, but I have no choice. I can't let her become an illegitimate child. I just can't.

that. Even her father doesn't know about her existence. Lulu, my baby is so

tightly. I could only cry with her as I wasn't able to find words of comfort. "I know,

thin cheeks, and some still lingered in the corner of her eyes. Her furrowed brows were unable to relax even in her

a warm, damp towel to wipe away the tears,

and reminded me that it was necessary to inform Queenie's parents about

after such a huge thing

the predicament that her parents had predicted. So, I didn't know if she would want her family to know about her situation. I needed to

Andrew returned to the ward, accompanied by an older

saw them, I quickly gestured to

near the window. The lady had a kind face and sat quietly beside Queenie.

was groggy and not very alert. With a combined effort, the three of

the lady watching over Queenie, Andrew and I went to the corridor outside to

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