Mabel Quinn was stunned. His words resounded in her ears like thunder, as if cruelly shattering her dreams.
Why wouldn't there be? She had been taking birth control pills before, and he suddenly told her to stop taking them. Moreover, his body sometimes seemed to be enduring immense pain and would convulse. Could it be—"Is it because of your health?" Did his condition affect fertility?
Kyle Kinston remained silent. After a long time, he gently responded with a "hmm." His health… you could say that. Due to the curse in his bloodline…
Mabel took a deep breath. She knew he was waiting for her answer. For her, there was only one answer.
"Kyle," she said, "even if we can never have our own children for a lifetime, I still want to marry you. I... want to be your wife, want to build our home with you."
His eyes grew deeper, and a slightly hoarse voice escaped from his thin lips, "No regrets?"
