With each breath, he could hear her pained cries as he pinned her down on the hospital bed...
She had a miscarriage and lost their first child in an effort to save him, yet he misunderstood her, tried to force her, demanding to know why she wouldn't bear his child...
...
"Don't grab me like this... I'm, I'm dizzy..."
"Let go! Mo Nanjue, you pervert!"
"Let go of me! Let go of me!"
...
She was in so much pain back then, why didn't she say anything?
Why didn't she tell him? Why did she choose to bear it alone?
Why?!!
The man squinted his eyes harshly, sorrow mixed with anger bursting from his dark pupils. He turned his head aside, his slender silhouette appearing somewhat desolate.
Mo Nanjue, I love you...
