I instinctively recoiled, forcing my weak body to create some distance between us.
Henry froze.
His hand hovered in midair. Disbelief flashed across his face, and his voice trembled.
“Are you… avoiding me? Why?”
I couldn’t believe he had the audacity to ask that, but I said nothing.
A flicker of fear and panic crossed his face.
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“Honey, why aren’t you saying anything?”
“What is there to say?” I asked hoarsely.
Henry’s lips pressed into a tight line.
He could feel something slipping away from him, and he tried to change the subject desperately.
“Honey, what kind of surgery did you have?”
Even though Henry was trying to hide his emotions, I could still see the fear and unease in his heart.
“Haven’t you already guessed? Why ask me? Are you afraid to face reality?” I asked, though my voice was weak.
Henry suddenly slumped back into his chair.
The harsh screech of the chair scraping against the floor echoed through the ward.
He panted heavily, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and absurdity.
I had always loved him so much, so how could I bear to get rid of this child?
This was a child he had struggled so hard to conceive. Both he and I knew how difficult it had been.
He suddenly shot up from his seat.
His gaze locked onto me, and he roared in hysteria, “Why, Stephanie? Why did you get rid of our child? You know I’m not in good
health! You know how hard it was to have this child! Why did you do this?”
I parted my pale lips and laughed hard.
So, Henry finally knew what heartbreak felt like!
I laughed so hard that my expression gradually turned cold, and I couldn’t catch my breath.
“Why? Henry, you tell me. Why? Why should an unloved child come into this world? To suffer? To endure the scorn of the world?
To be resented by his own father? Or to be looked down upon by his own family?
“If no one wanted him to be born, then it’s better that he wasn’t. That way, no one has to be troubled.”
My words shattered the last bit of pride Henry had left as he collapsed back into the chair.
But he didn’t sit properly, so he fell straight to the ground. He clutched his face and shook his head.
“No, no… That’s not true. I love this child. How could I not love him? He was our child. He was born from the precious bond between you and me. He was one of a kind to me. How could you bear to let him go?”
I forced myself to sit up against the headboard.
With a voice as cold as ice, I shattered Henry’s last illusion. “To a man like you, nothing is one of a kind, not even your ridiculous
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idea of love.”
