Bella understood what Carrie meant and coughed awkwardly. But she was not particularly embarrassed by this topic.

Instead, she advised earnestly, "Carrie, are you ready to become a mother now?"

"Mother...?" Carrie was stunned, feeling that the concept was distant and unfamiliar.

To be honest, she was not ready yet.

She even felt like she had not fully grown up yet, and she had a mental illness, not knowing whether it would affect her child.

However, Ryan really wanted a kid with her.

Every time they slept together and were deeply intimate, he would whisper in her ear over and over, "Give me a child... Carrie, give me a few more... Boy or girl, as long as they're yours, I will love them..." Carrie's expression looked troubled. "I... I haven't thought of it yet. Annie, do you want to have a child with Justin?"

Her words were like a sharp needle, piercing Bella's heart and spreading a fine pain throughout her heart.

brother deeply, regardless

hoarse as she suppressed a hint of painful regret.

feelings, and her body did not allow her to have children, but it unexpectedly struck a

I don't want to have children

head hung low,

her true feelings. "I'm scared of my child inheriting my illness..,m scared people would mock my child... I want to learn how to paint. If I had children, I wouldn't be able to focus on painting. When my mother used to be with Bethany and me, she had so many maids to help take care of us, but she

you should tell Ryan about your thoughts."

children. He likes them so much, and

How many things did this quiet girl keep bottled up inside with no one to confide

for Ryan. No matter how much Carrie liked her, there were things she could not tell

having a child, Bella could not intervene. This was something between the couple. Overstepping would be

thought of the day

by Ryan. His bloodshot, gloomy eyes indicated that he had not slept for

and trusting of the people close to him, so

kept a clear mind,

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