"Really? That's wonderful." Mu Yin was overjoyed, her smile wide.
Only Si Chen's face was darker than dark.
His chest felt a dull ache, as if someone was hammering it repeatedly.
Even his fingertips trembled.
He felt like he was dreaming.
He didn't want to believe it was real, yet the smell of disinfectant in the hospital and the cries of pregnant women and babies all around forced him to accept that it was true.
His Yingying, because of his foolishness, his indecisiveness, his inability to cherish her, he had missed her again and again, hurt the one he loved.
Had become another woman's, had given birth to another's child.
He had completely lost her.
There was no more possibility for them!
Si Chen's eyes reddened, and he couldn't suppress the tears that flowed out.
Fate teased Chi Ying.
But, hadn't the heavens been unkind to him too?
Otherwise, he wouldn't only now be understanding the truth.
As he approached the door to the ward, Si Chen hesitated to enter.
