It was he who indirectly killed the child, a living being – how could she possibly forgive him.
The loss of the first child didn't make her hate as much.
But after the loss of the second child, all she felt for him was hatred.
She had carried the child for nine months. She loved him so deeply and looked forward to his arrival. Just one more month and he would have been born, yet due to the entanglements between three adults, he was gone.
Thinking about this, An Ruo's heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.
She wanted to cry, but her tears had long dried up; she couldn't cry, and her eyes were very dry.
However, it was still a good sign that she could feel pain.
She still felt the pain for her child; otherwise, if she were numb to everything, her guilt would be even greater.
Yes, she was also to blame for the loss of the child.
It was her lack of strength; it was she who hadn't protected him...
When An Ruo was in pain inside, Tang Yuchen's heart was also in pain.
