Chapter 1007

Catelyn panted and shook her hand agitatedly. "You're talking nonsense!"

"Yael's test results have been out a long time ago, and they're now in my office. It proves that the virus carried in this child's body far exceeds the amount in my body. Do you know what that means? This child can only live in an incubator with endless medicines and injections every day. The baby is clueless about their fate, yet they'll suffer horrendously. Do you have the heart to watch such a young infant being tortured every day? Catelyn, accept reality and send them. Miles and Ollie are more than enough."

Cedrick's voice gradually weakened as he, who was often hubristic, became helpless and sad at that very moment. He wanted a daughter, but he could not even protect Catelyn from pain and suffering.

He struggled to tell Catelyn the truth, but he did not think he did anything wrong.

This child could not be kept.

Catelyn could not take care of this child for a year, two years, or even ten years, let alone