He adoringly stroked my face and, unable to control himself, kissed away my tears.
I used all my strength to push him away and pound against his chest, glaring at him fiercely. Yet he pulled me tightly into his arms once again.
“I’m sorry. Actually, you were never sick. I just couldn’t let you get pregnant. I secretly switched your medication. For all those years, what you took wasn’t vitamins, but slow-acting contraceptives. Because once Chloe found out you were pregnant, she would have eliminated both you and the child without hesitation. That day in the hospital, when you woke up, I held myself back again and again, but I still couldn’t stop myself from caring about you. Just one mention of coffee was enough to make her suspicious. She could have attacked you directly, but instead she
