She didn't say it, but he guessed it. The person she dreamed of in her dreams was not him.
Is she feeling something...
Lucas Scott's gaze moved slowly down from Stella York's face, through the Quilt, to her belly.
His hand gently placed on it.
Her belly was already slightly rounded.
He could clearly feel a tiny, lively life under his palm, striving to grow strong.
"Baby..." Lucas Scott's thin lips barely opened, forcing out two dry words from his lips.
Two words full of apology.
The Hospital's surgical plan has already been released.
The abortion Surgery is scheduled for tomorrow.
Tonight is the last night that their family of three can spend together...
Stella York had already fallen asleep.
Lately, she had been getting tired very quickly, spending most of the day Sleeping.
Every time he appeared, she would always pretend not to be tired, forcing herself to stay awake, not Sleeping too long.
