Jasmine Yale's hand trembled, she struggled to control her emotions, and stood up: "I'm going to the bathroom."
"Alright."
She jogged towards the bathroom, closed the door, and turned on the faucet.
Tears still fell silently, although she did not know why she was crying, everything was fine... She had a baby, and he was still alive, wasn't that all good?
He had a new career, and she had a new job.
Everything was fine.
His and Alice's child will be beautiful, just like how her child will also be good-looking.
"Baby..." Jasmine Yale touched her belly, "Our baby is the most beautiful, no one can match... Mommy will buy you pretty clothes, beautiful shoes, okay... When you grow up, don't hate mommy..."
Jasmine Yale cried, her throat hoarse.
She really felt sorry for this child.
No matter how hard it was for her, it was nothing, but she didn't want the baby to suffer.
But why, even her child has to be affected by her misfortune.
