Chapter 297

Although she had thought of aborting the baby, it was hers after all. How could she give it up? This baby repeatedly kindled her desire to live during these painful and desperate days. She had fantasized about it. Would she and John reconcile again when the baby was born? Even if it was during the last moments of her life, she was satisfied to have a happy family of three. However, John killed the baby this time. He destroyed their way back to each other. Now, she could not even persuade herself to love him and forgive him. 'Johnny, we became enemies after all.' Olivia let out a sob and opened her eyes. Tears fell onto the pillow from the corner of her eyes. She turned her head slightly to find that the pillow was already soaked. She sat up on her hands, leaned against the head of the bed, and stared out the window at the setting sun. There were groups of small sparrows twittering on the branches, but the room was cold and cheerless. It was like two worlds inside and out.