Bella understood what Carrie meant and coughed awkwardly. But she was not particularly embarrassed by this topic.

Instead, she advised earnestly, "Carrie, are you ready to become a mother now?"

"Mother...?" Carrie was stunned, feeling that the concept was distant and unfamiliar.

To be honest, she was not ready yet.

She even felt like she had not fully grown up yet, and she had a mental illness, not knowing whether it would affect her child.

However, Ryan really wanted a kid with her.

Every time they slept together and were deeply intimate, he would whisper in her ear over and over, "Give me a child... Carrie, give me a few more... Boy or girl, as long as they're yours, I will love them..." Carrie's expression looked troubled.

"I... I haven't thought of it yet. Annie, do you want to have a child with Justin?"

a sharp needle, piercing Bella's heart and spreading a fine pain throughout

regardless of the past or

suppressed a hint of painful regret. "But a child is not a

not allow her to

don't want to have

true feelings. "I'm scared of my child inheriting my illness..,I'm scared people would mock my child... I want to learn how to paint. If I had children, I wouldn't be able to focus on painting. When my mother used to be with Bethany and me, she had so many maids to help

Ryan about

her head. "But Ryan wants children. He likes them so much, and I don't want to let him

felt more heartbroken the more she listened. How many things did this quiet girl keep

No matter how much Carrie liked her, there were things she could not tell

could not intervene. This

the day she

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