Chapter 63 An Encounter (1/2)

The man in the ward opened his eyes after his mother left, but he was actually awake all the time.

He just fixed his position and didn't want to wake up the sleeping woman.

Moreover, when his mother came here at this time, there should be nothing urgent and nothing to worry about.

The man was so considerate that even he himself doubted if it was really him.

Occasionally, the birds stopped outside the window. The chirping sounds didn't sound pleasing at the moment.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the woman frowning. She was really unhappy all day. Even if she was sleeping, she still frowned.

He raised another empty hand, laid it on the woman's raised belly, and whispered on her head, ”I really hope that you can give me a healthy baby.”

He hoped the baby in her womb wouldn't be affected by her moods now and then.

Perhaps even he himself didn't notice that there was an unutterable emotion in his eyes at the moment. It was light and sentimental.

Consuela opened her eyes and heard Richie's words. Her heart ached as if it was cut by a knife.

A gust of cold wind blew into the ward, but she could do nothing.

She didn't have any tonics to sew her skin, nor did she have any self-defence skills that could prevent herself from more hurts.

Although he said he was worried about her in the morning, the gentleness he showed was all for the baby.

What did she hope before? Could he forgive her if she treated him better?

It was impossible. Even though she hadn't done that, he still insisted that it was her who drugged him, so the method of torturing her had been waiting for her.

However, by accident, she got pregnant.