The most clear answer came through Jinling's next response.
"I can't keep it," she declared. "I can't...I can't..."
Liwu had no idea how to respond. She just patted Jinling's back slowly. In the back of her mind, she wondered if the people that had brought this poor young woman to this condition had been punished enough. Especially her sister, that orchestrated the whole thing.
But no punishment in the world would ever be enough to quell the trauma.
This pregnancy was like another violation of Jinling's body. Whatever decision she made, the memory would forever haunt her.
Thirty minutes passed, and a knock came on the door.
"Come in," The chief said.
The door pushed open, a middle aged woman in a purple suit walked in. Her thick dark hair was held back in a large bun by three pins with pearls. She had one of her hands in her pocket, and the other carried an envelope.
"Chief Ruoning!" Linlin exclaimed loudly, jumping to her feet.
