Upstairs.
Xu Mushen supported Xu Qiaoqiao and sat her down on the sofa.
Xu Qiaoqiao stared blankly ahead, her eyelids drooping.
She held her chin tightly and instinctively placed both hands on her abdomen.
It's said that during pregnancy, a person's emotions can be magnified infinitely—small things can make an expectant mother fly into a rage.
Now, Xu Qiaoqiao finally tasted that feeling.
The deep-seated pain and guilt that had been buried in her heart seemed magnified countless times at this moment, rushing towards her like overwhelming ocean waves.
She tried hard to bring herself back from those negative emotions.
But, it was always impossible.
She clenched her fists, her entire being felt submerged in the seawater, unable to breathe, and within moments, she was drenched in cold sweat.
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao... Qiaoqiao!"
It was Xu Mushen's voice calling her back from those memories.
