She was trembling all over because she was too nervous, Dolores came over and hugged her as she
kept stroking her back, “I won't ask anymore.”
Dolores couldn't bear seeing how she was so.
“I asked you because I don't want you to suffer alone, if saying it makes you suffer more, then don't say
it.” Dolores had pretty much guessed in her heart, she said that she couldn't be a woman anymore,
was there any defect on her body?
But the doctor didn't say anything to Dolores.
“I'm not scared that you'll know.” hugged her
Theresa hugged her and cried in her embrace, “When I think of it, it feels painful like getting cut by a
knife.”
Every time she mentioned it, it was like opening the wound in her heart, she once again felt the
helpless despair that she had felt back then.
“From now on, I am unable to get pregnant anymore... I can't give birth anymore in my whole life, do
you know? I hate him so much, he made me become like this...”
Dolores couldn't believe it at all, how could she possibly unable to get pregnant?
How was that possible?
“How...how's that possible? The doctor didn't say that to me, aren't you mistaken? Miscarriages won't
cause pregnancy inability...”
“I was the one who told the doctor not to tell anyone, that's true, my body is... defective.” Theresa used
up all her courage to say that.
“How could it be like this...” her voice also became hoarse, as a woman, the inability to give birth was a
very cruel thing.
“Was your womb injured, so...”
“No.” Theresa let her go, wiped the tears, “I don't have it anymore.”
Dolores was shocked, she felt sorry and sympathized with Theresa at the same time.
She didn't know what she should say to console Theresa, she had been silently bearing the pain for so
long and she even had to act like nothing happened in front of everyone.
She had never experienced it on her own, she also knew how sad this matter would be.
“How can I console you?” Dolores' tears flowed out and it would still flow out after wiping it, “Seeing
how sad you are, I feel so sad too.”
“Don't cry.” Theresa wiped her tears, “There's my Godson in your belly, you know.”
The saddest moment had gone, it was still sad at that time but she could still hold on, she wiped her
tears and sniffed, “Keep it a secret for me, don't tell anyone.”
“I will.” how could she say it to others.
“It's just that, you're so pitiful that I feel so sad.” actually, she didn't want to be sad in front of Theresa,
but she really couldn't hold it.
People who had never become a parent wouldn't know, how sacred the moment of becoming a mother
was... Even if she had no feelings towards the man who made her pregnant but she would still love the
life who was living inside her.
She understood that Theresa and Armand were in an emotional crisis back then, she didn't hesitate to
choose to give birth to that child, thus one could see that she had the same state of mind.
However, she lost the child.
She even lost the qualification to be a mother, that was too cruel for her.
Perhaps some people would say that there were so many women that were unwilling to be pregnant,
what was the big deal of the inability to give birth?
Unable to give birth and unwilling to give birth were two different things.
Especially for those who had ever been pregnant and experienced the feelings as a mother.
People nowadays often said that, not having children was good fortune, it would take a lot of things to
raise a child, a lot of time for their studies, and a lot of money... They would choose not to give birth so
their life could be easier.
Some people who were open minded, the people who really didn't give birth for all their life were the
minority after all, many of them regretted in their middle age, even if they gave birth at an elderly age,
they still wanted to be a parent for once.
The era was changing, so did the human's thoughts.
As a woman, she had only been a daughter for all her life, only when she had bear and raise children
she can truly appreciate the meaning of life and inheritance.
Some people also said that children were their parent's fruit of love, the proof of their love.
Even if raising children was not easy and looking after them was not easy either, but watching they
slowly grow, hearing them calling 'Mom' for the first time, how exciting would that feel?
She couldn't imagine how Theresa could hold on when she knew that she couldn't give birth for all her
life.
It would be very hard for Dolores to accept it if that had happened to her.
“I'm fine now, don't worry about me.” Theresa smiled faintly, her eyes were still red.
Her strong act made people feel distressed.
But she didn't want to let Theresa see her sad look, that way, Theresa would be sadder than her.
She endured the sadness in her heart, stretched her hand out and stroked her cheeks, “You need to be
graceful and beautiful since you are going to be a Godmother.”
“Of course, I'll be the prettiest Godmother.” Theresa smiled.
Dolores didn't say anything else, she changed the topic and asked about work.
“Today is Monday, Uncle is definitely so busy because he's the only one there.” said Theresa.
He was originally running the company, he had to help her keep the store, and he should also keep an
eye on the Gambiered Canton Gauze Factory.
“Yeah.” Dolores really wanted to go back too, but she knew that Matthew would disagree.
“Look at what I drew yesterday.” Theresa showed her the drawing she finished last night like she was
changing the topic and all her feelings were suppressed in the bottom of her heart.
That day, HQ University held a teachers and students meeting.
Using Jasmine and Boyce's matter as the negative example to warn everyone that they shouldn't do
immoral things and ruin the school reputation.
The matter that had been cleared up was brought up again, everyone felt that it was so strange and
very confusing.
There were some who wanted to watch the fun too... After all, based on human nature, there were
many who had the manner of watching the fun.
Jasmine sat in the classroom and the teacher sat on the opposite side of her, not sure what they could
talk about, there were so many students by the window, wanting to see what the teacher would say to
Jasmine.
When it was 8:30, the teacher stood up and said, “The time is up, let's go.”
There was no expression on Jasmine's face, she was holding the written
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