She has only had a miscarriage for a few months, and her body is still weak, so it was only a small probability of pregnancy.

"Really?" Shawn raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up. "Then I'll take your word."

"Of course, I will cure your illness."

After Dr. William prescribed some medicine, he left.

Shawn poured a glass of warm water and watched Gale take the medicine. Her complexion eased up a lot.

"Are you feeling better?"

Gale nodded and said, "Yeah. What's up with that illness Dr. William said you had?"

Shawn pursed his lips deeply.

For men, discussing this matter felt shameful.

However, thinking about it carefully, it also verified the fate between him and Gale.

"You want to hear?" Shawn asked deeply.

"Yes, I think."

"It's a long story." Shawn sat down beside her. "Do you still remember that Paula used to deliver soups to Temperley Hall every day?"

"Yes. You forced me to drink it. You only stopped forcing me when I drank and vomited once."

Shaw