NovelEnglishLiam sat by the bed, wanting to raise his hand to stroke her head, but his hand paused in mid-air due to
uncertainty.
Andrea did not notice his movements and just kept crying while clutching her head.
Liam opened his mouth but didn't know what to say. At this moment, he felt like a bastard. He turned away and
went out, smoking two cigarettes in the hospital's smoking area. As he looked at the people passing by, he felt
that the world was so surreal.
Then, his phone rang. It was Grace.
"Liam, | just dropped off a gift at your place. The maids said you weren't around, but since it's your birthday
today, | just wanted to wish you a happy birthday."
The gift had been chosen by her and Joanne. It should suit his tastes. She had gone shopping with Joanne in the
evening as she had not wanted to spend Christmas Eve alone.
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Liam stubbed the cigarette in his hand. He didn't usually smoke, so he found it bitter. Taking a deep breath, he
went downstairs, about to go home.
Just as he started to leave, Andrea walked out of the ward. Her face was as pale as a sheet, her eyes empty. She
walked lifelessly toward him while muttering to herself, "I'll never forgive Grace... She's got it coming... Never..."
Liam quickly hugged her, his heart aching. He felt like he had wronged everyone.
He had wronged Andrea, who had carried his child. He had also wronged his father by not listening to what he
had taught him. There was also his mother because of what he had hidden from her.
But he had no idea whether or not he had wronged Grace.
Andrea's mind was blank. She only felt like she was bound tightly, so much so that she was suffocating. She
struggled before ultimately breaking down and screaming. Then, she slapped Liam.
Liam's head was slightly turned from the impact, but he remained silent.
Only then did Andrea realize what she had done. Her eyes flickered, and she stared blankly at her hand, taking a
big step bank.
"Liam, did you know? | was really looking forward to our child being born. | have nothing in this life. My parents
have always favored their son over me, and I've always wanted a family of my own. | admit that | had ulterior
motives when slept with you, but my feelings for you are genuine. s
"I know I'm a bad person. Before, when | was in love with Ethan, he was high and mighty like a god, but only
later realized | felt like | was truly alive when | was with you. You might not be as mature and you, don't love me,
but for the sake of our child, you were willing to treatwell. | thought we'd be together forever, but now,
everything is ruined. Everything is gone."
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She wasn't faking it. Her hands clutched her head as if she was trying to forget everything she had gone
through.
Liam hugged her tightly, and his tone softened, which was rare. "We can still have kids. What is mine is now
yours."
But when Andrea heard that, the last glimmer of light in her eyes disappeared.
The corners of her lips twitched. She couldn't even cry at that moment. Nobody believed that her feelings for
Liam were true-not even Liam himself.
She really longed for a family. She had never had a place in her own family. That was why she had tried so hard
to cling to Liam. She had thought that fate would finally favor her.
Her face was deathly pale. Then, she suddenly walked toward her ward. Her voice was hoarse when she said,
"Liam, can | have the chicken soup that the maids cooked?"
"I'll go back now and have them make it for you."
Andrea stood at her doorway, her expression dark. "Thank you."
Liam quickly went down the stairs, not noticing that Andrea had gone upstairs Just as he reached the bottom of
the steps to the hospital entrance, he heard a loud thump in front of him. s
Andrea had jumped off the building and died right in front of him.
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