NovelStartChapter 384 "Letsee Mia. I'm begging you." Zayn's voice was heavy with sorrow, and his eyes were red. He looked utterly heartbroken.
"Wait here. I'll go ask Mia." Angela sounded a bit impatient, but she didn't outright refuse.
She went upstairs and found Mia using a breast pump, though she didn't look too well.
Ever since Angela had taken Leo away, Mia had insisted on pumping milk for him, saying that no matter what, she wanted her child to have her milk.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs soon as Mia saw Angela, she sighed. "I don't know why, but I'm not producing enough milk. I guess I have to feed Leo formula, and I feel terrible about it." Angela was surprised. "Why would you feel bad just because you can't breastfeed? Does formula cause malnutrition or something?" She really couldn't understand how a woman who was once so refined and happy before childbirth could suddenly turn into a devoted mother, selflessly sacrificing herself and even losing her own identity.
Maybe this was the greatness of maternal love. But even so, Angela couldn't agree with it. She firmly believed that motherhood meant just another role, not a burden that should restrain a woman.
"Angela, you just haven't had a child yet, so you don't understand how I feel." Mia smiled gently. "I've already brought him into an unhappy family. There's only so much I can do for him." Angela sighed. "Fine. I don't understand, but I respect your choice." Mia's smile beca little more vibrant.
Angela didn't dwell on the conversation. Instead, she seemed exasperated as she said, "Your ex-mother-in-law and Zayn are here. They're downstairs. Are you ready to deal with them? If not, I can drive them away." Mia froze. "Already?" "Mia, I want to talk to you. Can you just givea chance?" Zayn's voice abruptly sounded outside the door. "Is our child... really gone?" Angela immediately becalert, instinctively turning to the door. Sure enough, through the small opening, she saw Zayn standing outside, looking utterly desperate and weak.
It seemed like he hadn't overheard their conversation.
"Say whatever you need to say right here." Angela spoke coolly, her eyes devoid of warmth.
Zayn was on the verge of tears, his eyes red as he pleaded with Angela. "Angela, please letin. I need to talk to Mia face-to-face. I promise 1 won't get close to her. You're strong. You can stopimmediately if I try anything." "Angela, let him in." Mia's gentle voice cfrom inside the room.
Zayn was instantly overjoyed. "Angela, did you hear that? Mia said I can go in!" Angela rolled her eyes at him in frustration before stepping aside to let him enter the hospital room.
She followed closely behind him,, only to see Zayn suddenly drop to his knees with a loud thud and start slapping himself. Dozens of hard smacks later, his face was swollen beyond recognition.
Angela had to admit even if he looked completely pathetic, his attitude toward admitting fault was commendable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMia remained silent, watching the man she once loved.
No one could understand the
emotions churning inside her at the moment. All her intense andcomplicated feelings were tangled into an unbearable knot in her Reart, making her feel like she could explode at any moment.
"Just get up." Barely suppressing the pain and hatred in her heart, shem spoke indifferently. The child is gone. No matter how much you grieve, you can't change that fact." Zayn froze, his tears falling uncontrollably as he slumped to the floor.
"Are you serious? Our child... is gone?" His face turned pale, his eyes filled with anguish.
Their eyes met, and Mia's eyes reddened as well, looking as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "Yes." Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes.
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