The Untouchable Ex-Wife

"Yeah, I guess I overestimated myself.

I don't know you well." Joanne gazed at the man she both loved and hated.

"If I knew you well, I would have left you ages ago.

I wouldn't have had to suffer, and that pitiful child wouldn't have had to die.

I also could have been a mother, but it's impossible now..." "That child should have never been born.

If you gave birth to the baby, it would have been torture for you.

I saved you from that, so why do you hate me this much?" Quinton's gaze was icy, and there was no regret in his tone.

If he did have any regrets, it would be that he didn't get rid of the child in a way where Joanna wouldn't have found out about it.

"Yeah, you're right.

You're never wrong.

Even now, you feel that you're just doing the best for me." Joanne closed her eyes, tears flowing down her cheeks.

talk about it because there

murder, and now,

for

normal for him to abort a fetus

would never feel guilty about

course, I want the best

to give birth to that

if you did?" Quinton clenched his fists, stopping

you hate or resent me; the most rational thing

we went back in time, I would do the same." "Demon! You're an inhumane demon!" Joanne snarled viciously, full of hate

hand off his cheek and

also glad it didn't have

man as its father!" Joanne's slap was hard because it was filled with her years of anger and resentment, and Quinton's face tilted

expression didn't change as he said

and helped relieve

it knew what a disgusting father it had, it would hate me for making you give birth to it." "Shut up..." Joanne covered her

"Stop talking.

want to hear

of feelings I have." "It's fine,