"I know, that's why I asked you to help me. I know you won't let me get hurt in the slightest," Byanca replied, then glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. Then walked over to the boy.
Edward sighed harshly seeing Byanca's actions, "Since earlier, you have drugged him. Would you do it again? Don't you feel sorry for him? He's a kid, honey. At least let him wake up and eat something," Edward said, the man walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. His gaze never moved elsewhere and only stared at Byanca.
He didn't know what feeling he was feeling right now. He just felt a little sorry. He didn't know, ever since he found out that Byanca was pregnant with his child, he had often experienced strange feelings.
At first, he asked Byanca to abort the child, but as time went on, for some reason he felt unwilling. At first, he just wanted to enjoy Byanca's body, but over time, feelings of love slowly body from his heart.
