Ning Xia's words shocked Bo Siyan so profoundly that he was petrified on the spot.
Gang rape...
Child...
Ning Xia's voice trembled violently, struggling to speak, her fists clenched tightly, her sharp nails digging into the flesh of her palms, pain completely unfelt.
"The child, I, I gave birth to her, but... I couldn't protect her. She was taken away by traffickers, and later, perished at sea."
"Over the years, I've refused to believe she's gone, so I hired a private investigator to look for her. The last time I was in C Country, crying so heartbrokenly, was because he told me my child was dead."
Having told myself to let go, knowing it was all in the past, the sorrow still overflowed uncontrollably when broached; her eyes reddened, her nose burned, her voice thick with a heavy choke.
"I originally wanted to keep this secret forever, to never let anyone know, as if... nothing had ever happened, as if I'd never lived through that nightmare, that child."