“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

help Chelsea find out too. Chelsea would probably

to take a shower after calling Luka and Zuri. When she returned to her

Frances’s place, they almost did not contact each

returning home. Sometimes he would call her, sometimes he would just send

didn’t call back, because she knew that given Edmund’s current persistence, he would definitely

thought of what she was going to say to Edmund later on, Chelsea clutched her phone and slumped weakly onto the carpet at the end

she said those

was afraid that they

result she wanted, but Chelsea couldn’t help sitting on the edge of the bed, tears welling up in her

composed her emotions

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