She, looking at Ashen with tearful eyes, asked: "Then what do you want me to do, dearest??"
Ashen held her hands more firmly as he spoke determinedly:
"I want you to choose..." Pausing a bit, he continued:
"Think carefully, we can always have a child later. How about you have an abortion?"
Hearing that, Xiran's eyes opened wide in shock as she asked: "What? How can you even suggest something like this, dearest?"
Ashen shook his head before explaining:
"Xiran, if you do not accept this, then we will have no choice but to hide this child's identity from the world. Moreover, I will not be able to marry you. You will have to suffer endlessly till all of this is resolved. It may take decades or even a century. Do you really want to suffer that long?"
"I don't care! I'm not going to give up our child!" Xiran spoke firmly, not hesitating for even a second.
Ashen, caressing her cheeks, tried to persuade in his soft voice:
