Chi Huan held Ning Youran's arm with one hand and covered her abdomen with the other. When she looked up again, the man's figure had already disappeared from her sight.
Her vision darkened, and she passed out completely once more.
......
When Chi Huan woke up again, it was already dark.
She opened her eyes and was pained by the light shining down from the ceiling, so she raised her hand, unconsciously blocking the light.
A joyful voice rose beside her ear, "Huanhuan, you've woken up."
Her eyes moved, taking a while to adjust to the light.
Feeling very weak, every ounce of her strength seemed to have been drained. Her mind was void of any extraneous thoughts, only going back and forth over one thing. Mo Shiqian had left.
Her child was gone.
The child...
Not until this moment did the pain of losing her child hit her like a storm, so real and undeniable that she couldn't avoid it.
Why had she trusted Lawrence's words? Why hadn't she doubted them?
