In such a quiet moment, Jasmine Yale closed her eyes, too exhausted to speak and unwilling to open them.
She could feel the light above her head, but she just felt so tired.
Because of the medication, her stomach wasn't hurting much anymore, and the baby inside occasionally kicked her.
She knew she had always been an unlucky person, but she didn't want to pass this misfortune on to her child...
This baby is innocent.
The bed gradually warmed, and she didn't want to think about too many things; she just regretted not taking good care of the baby.
"Miss Yale, I'm here. If you need anything, just tell me, I'll stay with you," Butler Santana said softly. "If you're tired, rest for a while, it's okay. The baby is fine. Hang on a bit, the doctor said if the situation stabilizes for 24 hours, the baby will be out of danger."
