He practically lunged forward, roaring.
But Bai Ya just said flatly,
"The child is gone. Maybe... it was just too weak from the start."
Later, an experienced veterinarian had privately mentioned something.
"Your situation, three consecutive miscarriages... that's not normal. It's hard to explain unless the fetus was interfered with by an external force."
The man paused, then added in a low voice,
"Or perhaps... the mother did something to it."
Luo Yan could only bury this suspicion in his heart, where it sat like a stone, keeping him from sleeping soundly at night.
But just now, when Chu Jing had publicly said the words "sold the child," that stone had violently exploded, unleashing a tidal wave of turmoil within him.
"Yaya, what she said... is it true?"
Luo Yan's voice trembled slightly.
He stared intently at Bai Ya, a flicker of hurt in his eyes.
Hearing this, Bai Ya's temper flared.
"Have you lost your mind?!"
she cursed through gritted teeth.
