She couldn't remember how she had walked out of the hospital. Between dizziness and blurred vision, she felt as if the entire world had changed in an instant.
In her hand, she still clutched the report; how she wished... the test had been wrong.
But there was no mistake.
According to the timeline, the child had been conceived precisely during those three days.
For the first time, Ann Nolan experienced such helplessness, not knowing where to go.
A blank expression filled her eyes, devoid of any luster, resembling still water, without a ripple.
Her heart raced to her throat as she stood alone at the hospital entrance, finding the sun unbearably bright.
Why choose such a cruel joke to play on her? This joke wasn't the slightest bit funny.
Ann's legs felt weak; she could barely stand.
She was actually pregnant, her belly housing a small life one month old.
