"The baby is almost due. Don't you want to feel them, hear their voices?"
Third Young Master Jun could barely control himself. Of course, he wanted to—he wanted it desperately, crazily.
He longed to be by her side, longed to witness the birth of his flesh and blood. In the past, with Yuanyuan and Yiyi, he never even knew they existed, let alone saw their births.
How badly he wanted to make up for this regret and watch his child be born.
But—
He thought of the Godfather, thought of that top-secret plan.
He knew he wouldn't get the chance. He wouldn't make it to that moment.
"I'm sorry."
"…" Ye Lu's fingers trembled slightly. Not even this wish could come true?
But she just wanted to see him, only to see him.
What she was about to do was too dangerous. She felt scared inside, and she wanted to see him—to draw strength from him so that she could persist on her own.
"I must see you. I absolutely must," she said stubbornly.
"Lu'er, don't be so willful."
