Chapter 612

Jessie's words reminded Tiffany of her younger self, which was filled with insecurities and fear due to a lack of security. "Don't say that. Everyone has their own role and mission. You're still young; anything is possible. Don't underestimate yourself," Tiffany comforted her. Jessie shook her head and lightly placed her hand on her abdomen. "What other possibilities are left for me at this point?" Upon seeing her gesture, Tiffany's heart sank. "Haven't you aborted the child?" Jessie was carrying Donald's child, the last straw Vincent used to destroy Donald. Now that Donald was dead, it seemed pointless to keep the child. Yet, Jessie's demeanor suggested she wasn't planning to get rid of it. "Tiff, I want to keep this baby." Tiffany was momentarily at a loss for words. Jessie looked at her anxiously and added, "Do you think I'm ridiculous and hopeless? I planned to go for an abortion, but I had a dream that night. I saw a little boy crying and holding my hand, begging me not to