"Yeah, I guess I overestimated myself.

I don't know you well." Joanne gazed at the man she both loved and hated.

"If I knew you well, I would have left you ages ago.

I wouldn't have had to suffer, and that pitiful child wouldn't have had to die.

I also could have been a mother, but it's impossible now..." "That child should have never been born.

If you gave birth to the baby, it would have been torture for you.

I saved you from that, so why do you hate me this much?" Quinton's gaze was icy, and there was no regret in his tone.

If he did have any regrets, it would be that he didn't get rid of the child in a way where Joanna wouldn't have found out about it.

"Yeah, you're right.

You're never wrong.

Even now, you feel that you're just doing the best for me." Joanne closed her eyes, tears flowing down her cheeks.

no longer wanted to talk about it because there

that abortion was murder, and now,

a punishment for

man, so it was normal for him to abort a fetus that had not even

would never feel guilty about

course, I want the best

to give birth to

be like if you did?" Quinton clenched his fists,

most

"Demon! You're an

his cheek and

is for the baby! I'm also glad it didn't have to suffer being born into

Joanne's slap was hard because it was filled with her years

change as he

killed it and helped relieve its

father it had, it would hate me for making you give

"Stop talking.

don't want to

don't want to lose the last bit of feelings I have." "It's fine, just hate

uncomfortable if you don't." Quinton stared at Joanne then

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