"It's just a child; there will be more in the future. Is it worth getting so emotional about?"
Iris Harris gazed at her hand, which had been painfully twisted by him, and after a long pause, she asked, "If I were to threaten you with my life, would you let me keep this child?"
Brandan Hyde's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Iris Harris's expression. For a brief moment, he thought she was serious!
His heart was pounding rapidly; in that moment, he truly believed Iris Harris was going to jump out of the car in a suicide attempt, a layer of cold sweat forming on his back. Brandan Hyde glared at her intensely, "What kind of madness is this?"
"It's also your child." Iris Harris looked at him, her eyes filled with complex emotions—perhaps sorrow, perhaps despair. "It's also your child! Brandan Hyde, are you really going to kill it with your own hands?"
"..."
