"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.

longer wanted to talk about it because there was no

abortion was murder, and now, she could

punishment for being

Quinton was born a heartless man, so it was normal for

feel guilty

I want the

to give birth

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

care if you hate or resent me; the most rational thing I did was

same." "Demon! You're an inhumane demon!" Joanne snarled viciously, full of hate for

hand off his cheek and slapped

didn't have to suffer being born into such a crazy

was hard because it was filled with her years of anger and resentment, and Quinton's

change as he

and

what a disgusting father it had, it would hate me for making you give birth to it." "Shut up..."

"Stop talking.

don't want to

the last bit of feelings I have." "It's fine,

Quinton stared at Joanne then grabbed

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