"Zimo, listen to me, let's go back and think about this carefully," Baili Xia said, holding her hand.
Her hand was ice-cold, without a trace of warmth.
Wasn't she also hesitating, also afraid?
Since she herself wasn't truly determined, why insist on doing this?
No matter who the child's father is, no matter how terrible that person is, but this is her own flesh and blood.
Baili Xia knew that although it was a misdiagnosis at first, she thought she was truly pregnant.
Back then, the thought of not wanting it brought such heartache; she had experienced it personally!
The doctors and nurses were already scared, but when they heard the name Mr. Xiaojiu, their last line of defense completely crumbled.
The man opposite was none other than the famous Mr. Xiaojiu!
Just a moment ago, he merely looked familiar, yet they hadn't recognized who such a handsome man could be.
