Casey clutched his arm tightly, not caring about her image at all, her eyes filled with her final desire as she begged, “It hurts, it hurts so much. Ethan, save our child, I beg you.
“This is your own flesh and blood. I carried it for eight months. I really cannot live without it.”
There was a hint of struggle in Ethan's eyes. He gritted his teeth and picked up the woman on the ground in front of Lily.
"Casey, don't be afraid. I promise," he said with the same sincerity as when he once vowed to protect her.
After hearing these words, Casey breathed a sigh of relief and fell into a coma.
She had a dream. In the dream there was Ethan. The man was holding a delicate little girl in his arms.
He raised his hands high with a smile on his face as he said, “Casey, look at our daughter, she is so beautiful, her nose and mouth look so much like yours.
“Her personality is very similar to mine, stubborn and brave. She will definitely achieve great things in the future. I need to think carefully about giving her a unique name.
“Casey, look! Our daughter is smiling. The higher I raise my hand, the more she smiles. She is so adorable.”