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Jerome was devastated, sad, confused, disappointed, and heartbroken, and Stacy wasn't making it any less difficult for him as she turned her back to him and refused to say a word.

At the moment, he didn't care if the baby in her belly didn't belong to him, all he cared about was he genuinely loved her and that's all the matter.

Jerome left the room and stood at the door crying hard.

The old woman he had met previously, the sick old woman came up to him.

"Poor handsome boy. Why are you crying?" She asked, holding his hand, but Jerome couldn't utter anything. His throat was dry and numb.

"Come on, don't cry. Your wife will get better and you should have faith. Look at me, I was told I was going to die five years ago when I was diagnosed with cancer, but after a series of chemotherapy, which was never easy, look at me, I'm still alive. The doctors can say their time, but only the lord is the ultimate holder of power and he will completely heal your wife." She exclaimed.

Her words didn't