In Love, Never Say Never

After the anesthesia wore off, my body began to ache everywhere, especially in the abdomen. It was the kind of pain that comes with every breath.

“The doctor said you can’t eat for these six hours, and you can only drink water. You can only eat after the effects of the anesthesia wear off.” The person who spoke was none other than Marcus.

Never had I imagined that he would be the one to appear. I had thought it would be Ashton or John, but he was the only one I had never thought of!

I could not speak, so I just looked at him with tears flowing from the corners of my eyes.

He seemed to understand what I was thinking. He sighed softly and said, “Take care of your health. In the future, you can still have kids.”

In that instant, I felt like my heart had been torn apart, and salt was being rubbed into my wounds. An intense pain started spreading, right to my bones.

Unable to control the pain in my heart, I began to tremble and sob. Marcus held my hand, his expression gloomy, and in his dark eyes was this deep bottomless pain.

Silently, he held my hand and let me cry. I did not know for how long, but I cried myself to sleep. He called me a few times as I dozed off. I responded in a daze and fell asleep again.

This catastrophe was indescribably painful, and the pain seemed to have no end. It felt like I had been physically broken into pieces and then joined back together again.

After three days of suffering, I was able to get down from the bed and speak a little. Pulling at Marcus’s sleeve, I spoke in a hoarse voice, “I want to see my child.”

I said, “At the very least, let me see what he

womb for nine months, I wanted to see him face

his veins pulsated noticeably,

throw him away like this, please! He is my child. He had just come into the world. Even if he is… dead,

his dark eyes were filled with distress. “Okay, take

ached. All this

after me well. He hired two confinement nannies for me. Everything that women must

was suffocated to death inside my womb. His dead body was taken out by surgery. Hence, there was a long scar on my

I touched it, the painful memory returned. This kind of pain had no visible outward sign,

month passed by before I realized that the hospital I was in was a private hospital, far away from K City, and

else on my mind. Then, I realized that

the nannies to call Macy, but then I realized that I do not remember any phone numbers,

me a lot of news each time, mostly about finance and trade. Some of them I could understand, some of them I could

well, and he just wanted

month passed. My confinement was over, and I could sunbathe in the garden yard. Sometimes I would stare blankly at the plants and flowers, thinking of my

were turning brown. Fallen leaves were covering