"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.

wanted to talk about it because

and now, she could

a punishment for

was normal for him to abort a fetus that had not

feel guilty about

want the best for

to give birth to

if you did?"

most rational thing I

in time, I would do the same." "Demon! You're

her hand off his cheek and slapped him

baby! I'm also glad it didn't have

it was filled with her years of anger and resentment, and

didn't change as he said coldly, "Yeah,

it and

me for making you give birth to it." "Shut up..." Joanne covered her

"Stop talking.

want to

want to lose the last bit of feelings I have." "It's fine, just

you don't." Quinton stared at Joanne then grabbed her

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