There was dead silence in the room where Molly rested in Yale's embrace. "Yale, what did Vanessa tell you? Can't you tell me about it?"

He gave her a light pat on the shoulder. "Nothing. Why didn't you tell me how much you suffered before this?"

If it hadn't been for Olivia's reminder, he wouldn't have asked someone to look into what Molly did to get pregnant.

Molly always brushed him off that she was taking supplements for her health. Little did he know, those casual words had hidden the hellish experience she went through.

She smiled happily. "It's already in the past. Look, I'm just fine. Besides, I just want to give birth to your baby."

She nuzzled his chest like a kitten. "If I can bear your baby, I won't have any regrets in this life. Don't blame me, Yale."

"There's just nothing I can do about you." He sighed helplessly.

Molly pulled his hand to her belly. "It's wondrous to think that our baby is right here. Are you happy?"

"I am."

"But the corner of your lips are droop