He asked directly, but Su Xingyu remained silent.
She didn't answer immediately and instead hung up the video call.
She tossed and turned at night, her sleep restless, spending the whole night pondering one question: should she have this child?
Her hand unconsciously rested on her abdomen again, the delicate flatness unchanged with not the slightest movement. Was there really a tiny life brewing and taking shape there? She looked up at the starry sky outside the window, suddenly uncertain, the feeling of pregnancy was so elusive.
If only, if only her mother were still alive.
If her mother were still alive, she'd definitely be able to tell her what to do, right?
All the family members in this world were moving farther and farther away from her, her grandfather, her mother, and later the father who had schemed against her for so long severed ties with her…
