"If that child were alive, would you have kept him by your side, Orig?"
This question had always haunted her. Orig lifted her chin to gaze into her tear-filled eyes.
"Of course, I want the child. I want you to be the mother of my children, Taya Disman. I want you to stay by my side."
His words pierced the walls of her heart. Was he truly serious? "Please forgive me."
Taya turned her face away, gripping the bed tightly, biting her lip. "I need some time, Orig,"
she said, her eyes fixed on his clenched fist.
"What do you mean by needing time?"
His tone completely changed. His features turned cold and harsh, the compassion in his eyes vanishing. Taya gasped involuntarily, forgetting how his powerful presence and aura still affected her.
"You were unconscious for nearly a month. You have no idea what I went through during that time... Damn it!"
