He remembered how she would lie on her bed and keep her eyes on the ceiling as she mumbled, seemingly to herself, but loud enough for him to make out the words, "Brother Pei, you have to be well and fine. I don't want to become an orphan again."
Pei Ziheng's heart hurt even more.
He had taken a long time to get her out of her fears and trauma.
Now, Xia Ling was begging him over and over. "Please don't let my child become an orphan."
"Xia Ling, don't push it." Even so, Pei Ziheng hardened his heart. This child was a separate matter altogether—she was the one at fault this time and deserved to be punished. "I only promised you not to force an abortion on you. So you have to keep your promise and let me send him away. Where he goes to is none of your business."