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.

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

only cry with her as I wasn't able to find words of comfort. "I know, Queenie. I know. She won't blame you. No one will. This

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

wipe away the tears, tuck her in, and make her as comfortable

sent many messages to comfort me and reminded me that it was necessary to

In principle, her parents should be here to take care of her after such a huge thing happened, but back then,

would want her family to know about her situation. I needed to ask for her opinion

the ward, accompanied by

saw them, I quickly gestured to him to be

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

around seven. But she was groggy and not very alert. With a combined effort, the three of us managed to feed

and I went to the corridor

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