"Was it the person who assaulted you that made you pregnant?"
"Yes!"
"Since that's the case, why are you still upset?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"Even though... that child wasn't one I wanted to carry or give birth to, it was a piece of flesh growing day by day in my belly. I could feel him changing and growing every day. When I had already come to accept his existence, he was just gone like that. I really can't accept this. And I feel like I deceived you; I'm not a good girl, and I feel very guilty."
Yu Jingchen held her in his arms. "You've already told me about this. I really don't think it's an issue. You don't need to carry such a heavy burden. Like I said, since you like children so much, we can have another one in the future. Would that ease your pain?"
An Ning looked at him, filled with guilt. "The kinder you are to me, the more ashamed I feel."
