Suddenly, she burst into laughter, an unrestrained laugh that it sent shivers down my spine.

I was utterly bewildered. "Ivanna, don't do this!"

She laughed even more sinisterly, making me feel uneasy. I grabbed her and said, "Ivanna, stop laughing. Wake up, don't be like this, listen to me..."

She abruptly shook off my hand and looked at me. "What's wrong? What should I listen to? I... I'm fine, I didn't do anything..."

I stared at her in confusion, not understanding what she was saying.

After a while, I finally processed her last few words.

She didn’t do anything?

I got angry and yelled, "Stop laughing and talk to me properly!"

Seeing my expression, she realized I was genuinely upset. She suppressed her laughter and looked at me.

"I... I didn't do it. The baby is still here. I couldn't bear to do it. Chloe... I couldn't bear it." Her voice grew quieter as she spoke.

Listening to her words, I stared at her dumbfounded before questioning, "Explain. What happened? Did you reall