Ye Yuning took a deep breath.
"I swear, until half a month ago, I never knew your identity. I never had any idea!"
"Half a month ago?"
Ye Yuning replied, "Yes, I only found out half a month ago myself, not much earlier than you did."
"But you didn't tell me."
"What should I have said?"
Tell his mother? Tell him, and everything between them would have collapsed right then. And what was he doing at that time? Doubting... no, he was certain that the child in her womb wasn't his! At that critical moment, what did he expect her to say?
Xiao Linye's eyes darkened, his gaze on her growing sharper.
Suddenly, Ye Yuning also found herself at a loss for words. The tender intimacy they once shared had vanished, leaving them with nothing to say to each other.
This was the sorrow of many couples, a pain that many could not bear.
Ye Yuning had never imagined she would one day bear such a heavy burden and such pain.
