Hearing his forceful tone, Ye Yuning's breathing hitched. "You...!"
"Ning'er, I couldn't give you a proper resolution for what happened before, but for the rest of my life, I won't let you suffer like that again."
Ye Yuning remained silent. At his words, her breath caught in her throat.
The past? she thought. Their past experiences were certainly not good memories. Especially his attitude regarding the child. And Turanxi...! Although they said the loss of the child was an accident, it was still his—Xiao Linye's—negligence. No one knew the despair Ye Yuning had endured then, feeling her child slipping away from her body, bit by bit. That blood had felt like scalding water, relentlessly searing her heart. She had so desperately wanted to save her child, trying with all her might to rush out of the hotel room. Yet, in the end, because his men stopped her, she lost the chance to save her baby. And now, those memories rushed back with a vengeance!
