Jorge Saxton stood up, leaned in close to Ariel Morris, and said in a cold tone, "This time, your opinion has no reference value! This child must be aborted! You must go to Italy for treatment!"
"No! Brother, I'm begging you! Don't abort the child! I'll listen to whatever you say! Brother!" Ariel Morris shook her head in a panic, her eyes reddening as she looked at the unmoved Jorge Saxton.
If her brother really forced her to the hospital, this child would absolutely be aborted. But this child, she had kept a secret from Arlo, from her brother, not fearing to take the risk to bring this baby into the world.
Ever since her last child was lost, she had hoped for a baby to return to her side, and now her wish had come true—she couldn't let her brother abort the baby.
