Irish then understood the reason, so she nodded after a long while.
The doctor had no choice but to give a list for her since she perceived her firm attitude and asked the nurse to prepare the ward for her.
A few minutes later, everything had been prepared.
The nurse handed the white pills to her, staring at her with a weird look, and said, "There was water in the ward, and you can take the pills when you have decided."
Irish clenched the pills and could not feel its existence, but she suddenly felt heartache. She began to feel hardtop breathing and then put her hands on her abdomen, feeling thousands of arrows penetrating her heart. She was destined to lose her baby.
"I am sorry, my baby. It's mom's fault."
She murmured in her heart.
It was at O'Hare International Airport.
It was full of people at the exit.
