Chapter 398

Tiffany's newborn baby was only a few days old. How could she possibly bear to see her baby die with her? "The baby doesn't have a name yet, Tiff," Joyce reminded. "Why don't you hold her and give her a name?" Tiffany felt a pang in her heart, and tears streamed down her cheeks. She got down from the window and walked over to the baby. Joyce passed the baby to Tiffany. She couldn't take her eyes off her baby, reluctant to look away even for a moment. When Tiffany was reaching for the baby, someone struck the back of her neck hard. She felt a buzzing in her head. As her vision darkened, she fainted. Jenson caught Tiffany in his arms and called out, "Tiffany." He raised his head and coldly glared at Donald, who was withdrawing his hand. "Tiffany has only blacked out. Relax, Mr. Schuman," Donald casually remarked. Jenson picked Tiffany up and carried her to the bed. He gently caressed her cheek, showing deep concern. "Leave the baby with her." Donald nodded. "I was thinking the s