"I don't know," Mabel Quinn said, "I only know that Kyle really despises this child, he won't let the child stay."
"Is there really no other way?" Alice Conley asked reluctantly.
Mabel Quinn forced a bitter smile, "Alice, I know you want to help me keep the child, but it's too difficult. Even if we manage to delay for a few more days, in the end, we still can't keep it."
Alice was momentarily suffocated, suddenly wiped the tears from her face vigorously, then stood up and said to Mabel, "I will surely find a way, Mabel, you just need to hold on for another day and wait for me to come up with a solution! We will try our best to keep this child!"
Mabel stared blankly at her friend, whose face showed an unparalleled determination, a determination that shook her.
Is it possible? Could it be possible for this child to stay?
As Alice Conley walked out of the hospital room, Dorian Howards approached her, "You've been crying?" He gently stroked her slightly red eyes with his fingers.
