"You still want to bring up that question just now?" Aman had seen through her. "You can give up, because won't agree to it."
"Oh, I see..."
Chloe lowered her head.
Aman looked at the fruit cut by Chloe and thought that he could not do anything to her. He picked up a fork and stabbed it into his mouth. "I'll tell you first that this matter concerns the safety of your life. It's far more serious than you think. Don't try to rely on luck. The doctor has analyzed your situation many times. If you don't undergo surgery, it's almost impossible for you to be able to give birth to the child safely."
"But I can't give up one of them," Chloe said in a low voice.
"Chloe, I don't want to either."
Chloe pursed her lips.
Aman looked at Chloe. His voice was deep and affectionate. "But you're my wife. I can't just leave my child behind, can I?"
