How dare he appear before Qiao Xia.
The happiness within reach had turned into his nightmare.
He could only watch her from afar, like a voyeur, recording every little detail, watching her helplessly as she fell into suffering.
He was at a loss.
Qiao Xia, how should I tell you that my life won't last long, that I can't even give you a hug?
Just let you think I abandoned you; at least, you can start anew.
It's better than giving you hope and then plunging you into despair, over and over again. How could you possibly withstand that?
...
Lost in longing and suspicion, Qiao Xia became increasingly gaunt, her weight plummeting from over ninety pounds to just eighty. She had been trying hard to keep the baby, but it was beyond her strength. Xu Ai saw this and felt a deep pain, gritting her teeth. She couldn't go on like this. If things continued this way, Da Qiao wouldn't be able to keep the baby, nor would she be able to save herself.
