Gwynn withdrew her hand.

She wasn’t in the mood to let him explain. In fact, she didn’t want him to stay by his side.

Tears rolled off the corner of her eyes. She murmured, “I don’t want to see you.”

Pulling the blanket over her head, she cried out of anguish.

Noah would certainly feel the loss of his stillborn baby girl. He might be heartbroken for the next several days. However, it would all fade into the back of his mind once enough time passed.

The same couldn’t be said for Gwynn, though. After all, the baby was a part of her. Once she miscarried her own baby, it felt as if she had lost a part of herself. Nothing could make her forget this pain for the rest of her life.

…

Noah stayed by her side for the entire night.

The next day, he had to return to the villa because he had an important business meeting. The blood in the fitting room was already cleaned up without a trace. However, he could still smell the lingering smell of it in the air.

Opening the wardrobe, he