Hai Ling'er sat on the hospital bed, clutching the blanket tightly, listening to the servant's words, her heart seemed to be twitching.
"Is he really busy, or does he simply not want to come?" Her voice was filled with grievance.
After all, she was carrying the President's child!
The servant looked at Hai Ling'er and didn't want to beat around the bush, "You're a smart person, you should be able to figure it out. It's already impossible between you and the President."
At first, when Hai Ling'er became the President's fiancée, they were all surprised.
Hai Ling'er said, "No matter what, I was carrying his child, and now the child is gone, does he really not care about me? I've been bullied, does he not want to stand up for me? Is he so ruthless and heartless that he's not afraid of others' criticisms?"
