“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.

ask someone to help

Chelsea would probably be

and Zuri. When she returned to her bedroom, she found that there was a missed

went to Frances’s place,

stayed in the town in the heavy snow, he often contacted her after returning home. Sometimes he would call her, sometimes he would just send her a message, but

knew that given Edmund’s

to say to Edmund later on, Chelsea clutched her phone and

she said those words,

was afraid that they would be completely broken

sitting on the edge of the bed, tears welling up in her

Chelsea composed her

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