"Why are you crying?"
It was only when a deep voice interrupted that Cassie noticed Archer, who had been standing by the window all along.
At that moment, Archer's handsome face looked indifferent, in stark contrast to Cassie's intense pain written all over hers.
Archer appeared completely unaware of how harsh his words were, continuing to speak in a sharp and hurtful manner. "Even if you had not aborted the baby, it still would not have survived. It was not meant to be."
Cassie felt lost and confused. How could someone's heart be so cold and callous, especially when it was their own child that had been lost?
Seeing how indifferent he was, a flicker of hatred rose within Cassie towards this coldhearted man.
"Archer..." she glared at him with bloodshot eyes and clenched her fists. "Do you even have a heart?"