Wei Nanxi's voice was trembling. "Madam, Madam, let me explain…"
He was not such a heartless person. He just loved her too much. Before he could die with her, she was going to die first. The child he had been waiting for became the thing he hated the most.
Mrs. Wei trembled slightly but did not open her eyes to look at Wei Nanxi. When she thought about how she should have died 30 years ago and how she survived at the cost of her first born child, her heart ached. She could not stop her tears from flowing down her cheeks.
She did not pull her hand back from Wei Nanxi's grip because she did not have any strength left at this moment. She really hated that she was still alive.
Wei Nanxi held Mrs. Wei's hand and kissed it gently. "Madam, it's my fault. I didn't tell you because I knew you wouldn't agree. You looked forward to his arrival so much that you would rather die for him. I know you too well."
Therefore, he was willing to bear the sin himself.
