She laughed sorrowfully, tears falling madly: "I never got pregnant again! There's a problem with my ovaries, I can't even do IVF, I'll never have a child of my own in my life!"
"At first, my husband comforted me, accompanied me to treat the illness, coaxed me, and advised me. Later, he fell in love with someone else, kept a woman outside, and that woman gave him a daughter he treasures dearly!"
She cried madly, punching the ground forcefully: "Wang Xian, you're the one who ruined me! If you hadn't persuaded me to abort my child back then, my husband would have loved my daughter just as much, we would have been so happy as a family of three! You ruined me, it's all your fault!"
"You... you..." Wang Xian's lips trembled: "Your husband has a woman and child outside? Weren't you always very much in love?"
"In love?" Teng Jiashu laughed bitterly, "In love, how? We don't even have a child, he loves children, but I can't give him one, how can we still be in love?"
