Her feelings were complicated. On one hand, she felt that Miss Ye had it coming because she was unfaithful to Mister. Thus, she deserved to be in pain. On the other hand, that day when she watched blood flowing from Miss Ye as she begged in front of Mister, she felt a little sorrowful as a woman. Pregnancy was not an easy task. No matter who the child belonged to, all mothers would cherish their child.
She entered the kitchen and poured a cup of warm water for Xia Ling.
Xia Ling took it and held it in her hand.
It was already late summer, but it was still sweltering. The AC was on, and Xia Ling's fingertips were as cold as the room temperature. After she returned here and calmed down, she finally felt scared. This abortion was really a close call because she almost could not keep her child.
Her hands trembled so much that she almost could not hold the cup.