"Yuanze..." Despite his voice still being very cold, Xia Yu mustered up the courage to say, "I know you don't want this child, and you don't like him either... but he is still your child, so could you perhaps spend more time with us before he is born..."
"I never said I didn't want the child. And I'm very busy, if there's nothing else I'm hanging up." After he spoke, Pei Yuanze hung up directly, his attitude showing no sign of softening.
He still didn't like them, even a little bit of concern was something she couldn't feel from him.
Xia Yu didn't know how she ended up in this situation.
She thought she would be very happy, very joyful.
But in just a few months, her love, happiness, life, all were gone.
Even the child and her own life were about to be lost.
And she still didn't dare to tell anyone, especially Pei Yuanze.