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.

know about her existence.

to find words of

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

tears, tuck

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

her after such a huge thing happened, but back then, Queenie had a falling out with her

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

to the ward, accompanied by an

I quickly gestured to him to

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

With

and I went to the corridor

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