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.”

my eyes, I said, “At the very least,

my womb for nine months,

brows throbbed faintly as his veins pulsated noticeably,

pleaded with a heart-rending voice, pulling at him as I shook my head, tears rolling down my face, “Don’t throw him away like this, please! He is my child. He had just come into the world. Even if he

dark eyes were filled with distress. “Okay, take care of yourself well.

even while my heart ached. All this while, the

women must have after giving birth was provided for, and every care that was needed was

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

painful memory returned. This kind of pain had no visible outward sign, and I had

month passed by before I realized that the hospital I was in was

on the child, and there was nothing else on my mind. Then, I realized that I

to call Macy, but then I realized that I do not remember any

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

that he meant well, and he just wanted to

and I could sunbathe in the garden yard. Sometimes I would stare blankly at

brown. Fallen leaves were covering the landscape,