Chapter 8

Without a hint of sympathy or regret, I looked at her as if she were a stranger.

She tried to reach for my hand, but I pulled away.

Finally, she spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, but I have to keep this baby!"

Honestly, whether she had this child or not was none of my business.

Our divorce wasn't solely because of this child.

I shook my head and walked past her.

I heard her shout at my back, "Don't worry, I'll come find you after I have this baby!"

At first, I couldn't understand what she meant, but two months later, it all became clear.

One day after work, I received a call from Seraphina.

She said Melody was in the hospital with severe bleeding, and the baby couldn't be saved.

She wanted to see me.

Initially, I didn't want to bother, but considering she had no family left in this world, I decided to visit her at the hospital out of compassion.

"How is she doing?" I asked Seraphina when I arrived at the hospital.