Chuxia couldn't help but stare absentmindedly. She wanted to become pregnant, to have a child, because she needed to fulfill the mission given by Mrs. Shi to secure her position as the Young Madam of the Shi Family. She had never considered whether she wanted this child or whether she could be a good mother.
She looked forward to the child, not like other expecting mothers who anticipate their own flesh and blood coming into this world and growing up with them. Instead, she hoped that the child would shut Mrs. Shi's mouth and stop her from picking on her.
Was she wrong? After all, a child is not some object; it's a person with flesh and blood. It will be born with thoughts and emotions. If it knew under what circumstances it had been born, would it hate her?
Moreover, Che didn't want her child either. Even if she really did become pregnant, with the child being unwanted, could it ever be happy? Could it be joyful?
