Renee Anderson lay on the bed, her hands clutching the sheets beneath her, her heart suddenly tightening, as if she already guessed what he was going to say.
"...What?"
The male doctor looked at her with deep sympathy and announced the bad news, "Miss Anderson, you might never be able to be a mother in this lifetime."
——Miss Anderson, you might never be able to be a mother in this lifetime.
Renee's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks, and tears suddenly flowed down her face as she broke into heart-wrenching sobs...
Everyone in the interrogation room looked at her sympathetically, especially the policewoman, who was both sympathetic and bewildered.
Renee should have been well aware of her own health situation, yet she had deliberately fallen down the stairs to frame someone else. Now, not only had she lost the child, but she also faced punishment and would never be able to get pregnant again. Was it worth it?
Was money and status so important to her?
