Chapter 1299

Quincy’s hand hung in midair, hesitant to reach for Lydia, fearing he might hurt her. “Please, don’t leave. I swear, I’ll never go back there again, no matter what they say or do. I just want to be with you.”

“And what about our child?” Lydia grabbed his hand, placing it on her stomach, which was flat and empty.

The pain in Quincy’s eyes deepened. Lydia’s heart ached, but she forced herself to continue. “Tell me, where is our child? Can you bring them back? If you could, I wouldn’t care about anything else, not who you’re with or what you do. I’d just want my child back.”

For a woman, a child was her life. She would rather face any harm herself than let her child suffer even the slightest misfortune.

“Lydia, please don’t talk like this. I only love you. If you’re angry, you can hit me, yell at me or anything. Just don’t say things like that.” Quincy knew that these words wounded her as much as they did him.

Lydia had already endured the physical pain of losing a child, and now sh