Quinn burst out laughing. “You’re right. There’s a higher chance of success with more people. However, having a daughter of your own is more satisfying.

“Everyone will be fighting to dote on your daughter. That’s better than you cooing over someone else’s daughter.”

Serenity looked at Quinn for a while before smiling. “You have a point there.

“But I don’t know if Zachary and I are fated to have a daughter.”

“Technology is advanced now. It’s definitely possible with IVF,” suggested Quinn.

However, upon recalling what Grandma May mentioned earlier, she quickly added, “Never mind. I guess it’s better not to go for artificial methods in your family. If something were to happen… it’ll be devastating.”

The Yorks could be destined to have sons only. Even if a daughter were to be born into the family, it would be painful if she could not survive till adulthood.

Regret lingered in the absence of what the heart desired; yet to hold it briefly, only to lose it, birthed deeper despair.