Lu Jinnian heard the footsteps behind him grow further and further away, until in the end, they completely disappeared. Then his body went limp and he dropped to the chair beside him, as though all his strength had been drained. All he could think of was every detail of what had just transpired once more.
Two months pregnant. An intrauterine fetal death...
It was like Lu Jinnian was in a nightmare. His consciousness was only filled with those words.
Qiao Anhao was pregnant. Pregnant for two months now. Two more months, and they'd have known the sex of the baby. Eight more months, and the baby would have been born. A year and eight months later, the baby would have been waddling in front of him, mumbling 'daddy' to him...
Such a beautiful thing... Yet how could such a beautiful thing come to such a devastatingly tragic end?
His child... Qiao Anhao and his child... How did the baby die in the womb?
