Chapter 437

Ferlyn's body stiffened, and her hands tightened subconsciously. "I was pregnant back then, but on the way to the hospital, I had an accident and lost my child." Her eyes turned red as she spoke, and tears slipped down her cheeks. When she spoke again, her voice was choked with emotion. "The village doctor examined the deceased baby—it was a boy. Your father was thrilled about having a son. But the moment he found out the baby was gone, he flew into a rage and slapped me twice. But I was heartbroken too! My baby was gone!" When I heard this, my chest tightened painfully. I quickly pulled out a few tissues and handed them to her. "Mom, wipe your tears." Ferlyn nodded, taking the tissues from my hand and wiping her face absentmindedly before continuing with a sob in her voice, "Later, on our way to the hospital, we saw you—left at the orphanage's doorstep. "I had just lost my child, and when I heard your weak cries, it felt like my own baby was calling out to me, begging me to save