Her lower abdomen ached intermittently; she dared not cry anymore.
If she continued to cry, she might lose the child.
Both she and Jian Shichu liked children; the family's conditions were suitable for raising as many children as they could have. Naturally, she hoped for more children.
The little one had been eager for a younger brother or sister to play with.
He was so happy when Jing Shun and Qiu Yuxi had a child, and if she could give him a younger sibling, he'd be even happier!
She desperately tried to calm her mind, not wanting to dwell on the terrifying scenario that left her almost petrified.
Yet, if thoughts could be controlled at will, there wouldn't be so many neurotic people in this world.
She couldn't control herself.
Whenever she closed her eyes, all she could see was the colorful poisonous snake baring its fangs at her son, ready to sink its teeth into him at any moment.
She couldn't control her body, shaking uncontrollably.
