After Mrs. He finished speaking, she dropped a sentence, "Think it over carefully by yourselves", and then got up and left.
The room was quiet, and the air seemed to freeze. Sophie Lawrence didn't know how much time had passed before she slowly broke the suffocating silence.
"Mom is right. When I'm on my next vacation, I'll still go to see the doctor." There was a tinge of helplessness and exhaustion in Sophie Lawrence's voice.
Henry Mitchell said in a flat tone, "No need to go."
Sophie Lawrence subconsciously asked, "Why?"
Instead of answering Sophie Lawrence's question, Henry Mitchell directly got up and walked towards Bedroom Haven, and Sophie Lawrence also followed.
After entering the room, Henry Mitchell walked straight to Sophie Lawrence's dresser. After rummaging around for a while, he found all the medical records that Sophie Lawrence had hidden before.
Sophie Lawrence froze all over, her face full of astonishment. "How could you..."
Henry Mitchell slightly raised his deep - set eyebrows and eyes, threw those documents onto the bed, and his voice was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth.
"There are only a few places where you can hide things."
Sophie Lawrence's heart seemed to be suddenly emptied, feeling hollow and uncomfortable. She opened her mouth and slowly said a long passage.
"Since you've already read all the records on these, you should know that if we don't get divorced, you probably won't have your own child in this lifetime."
"Just as Mom said, when we are old, all your friends will be playing with their grandchildren and enjoying family happiness, but you will have nothing."
Sophie Lawrence didn't know what kind of state of mind she was in when she said these words. Just as she finished speaking, her wrist was suddenly tightly grasped by Henry Mitchell.
Henry Mitchell slightly raised his brows, his voice so low that it was hard to detect his emotions. "Let go."
Sophie Lawrence stared at Henry Mitchell for a long time before slowly loosening her grip.
At this time, there were bloodstains on the palms of both hands. The glaring red looked extremely striking on the fair skin.
Henry Mitchell dragged Sophie Lawrence to the Living Room, took out the first - aid kit and treated her wound.
Sophie Lawrence let Henry Mitchell do what he wanted on her hand, and stared blankly at the clock on the wall, as if her thoughts had drifted far away.
"Although you say you don't mind not having children, most of the time, you seem to care a great deal."
"Do you know? Every time I go to a different hospital for an examination, I need to do a long - time mental preparation. Every doctor said there was hope. After hearing it so many times, I believed it, and then I continued to have examinations and take medicine."
"Until the result of this expert diagnosis came out, suddenly I didn't want to continue with the treatment."
"Maybe the child four years ago also knew that I was not a good mother, so it left."
Henry Mitchell didn't stop what he was doing in his hands, and said in a cold tone, "I have never blamed you for that matter."
"But after that, you changed. After that, you no longer wanted to talk to me, and even began to side with others."
Henry Mitchell was silent. There was no expression on his face, but there seemed to be a complex emotion surging in his eyes.
After pondering for a while, Sophie Lawrence continued.
"The appearance of Chloe Morgan was something I had never expected."
"Whenever there was a conflict between her and me, you always unhesitatingly spoke up to defend her, thinking that I was being unreasonable."
"All those examinations I did secretly were by myself. Lying on the cold operating table, I was obviously very frightened, but I still kept telling myself that as long as I could get pregnant, I could endure any hardship."
"When you found those records just now, my first thought was how to explain it to you, but having a child is not my business alone."
"So, now I want to ask, why did you clearly know that I was going for examinations and treatment, but never said a word about accompanying me?"
Henry Mitchell remained silent. He pursed his lips tightly, as if he had a thousand words but didn't know where to start.
Sophie Lawrence's heart sank little by little. Suddenly, she withdrew her hand, and her eyes were full of despair like death.
"Let's get a divorce."