An Ruo's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
After a moment of shock, she asked uncertainly, "The child is... from that time?"
An Xin suddenly embraced her, bursting into tears, "What should I do, An Ruo, what should I do?"
It really was...
An Ruo's heart ached, An Xin was pregnant, and the child was from that incident. Yet, the father of the child was a bastard, and they didn't even know who the father was.
An Xin cried bitterly; all An Ruo could do was to hold her silently, offering comfort.
After a long cry, her emotions finally stabilized.
An Ruo asked her solemnly, "Sister, do you want this child?"
An Xin's face was twisted with conflict, but she said nothing.
An Ruo understood her feelings, unable to bring herself to abort the child, yet also not wanting it.
She had felt the same when she was pregnant.
Actually, for a woman, they only want to have children with men they love. If they are pregnant with a child from a man they don't love, their feelings are terrible.
