In the bathroom, Cherish Turner leaned against the washing platform, dry heaving and crying.
These days, he had always been so cold, like a kite that couldn't be caught, making her feel insecure.
Now that he appeared like this, did he want her to not give birth to this child? Because of Sam Turner?
The more Cherish thought about it, the more upset she became, and her tears fell like scattered pearls. Warm water flowed from the faucet into the washing platform hole. She felt dizzy and exhausted, her body extremely heavy, and her vision darkened. The pain in her lower abdomen made her gasp for cold air.
Then she heard his distant, deep male voice through the glass door, "Cherish, I want you and also..."