“Did she said that I couldn’t have a baby and I was not worthy of you?” Without thinking, Chelsea knew what Purple had say.

“Yes.”

Luka said angrily, “I said to her, did she write too many ancientry novels and got herself too immersed in it? What era is it now? When has fertility become a benchmark to measure the value of a woman?”

These words came from the usually gentle Luka‘s mouth. Chelsea could imagine Purple’ expression. “She probably got in a frenzy, did she?”

“I hung up the phone directly. I don’t care if she is angry or not. I never want to have any more contact with her.”

Luka asked her again, “Why did you ask about Mia?”

Thus, Chelsea told Luka about her plan. Luka also agreed with her.

someone to help you find

out too. Chelsea would probably

she returned to her

place,

returning home. Sometimes he would call her, sometimes he would just send her a message, but recently he contacted

that given Edmund’s current persistence, he

when she thought of what she was going to say to Edmund later on, Chelsea clutched her

she said those

they would be completely

sitting on the edge of the

called again. Chelsea composed her emotions and

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