Other six-year-old children might be able to laugh, cry, and fool around.
What about Nigel?
He was only six, yet just a happy dinner with his mother and sister could deteriorate his body.
Looking at how much suffering Luna was in, Joshua sighed and gently patted her on the shoulder.
“Nigel will get better. He’ll definitely get better.“
Luna closed her eyes, her voice filled with coldness, “ How? How will he get better?“
She and Malcolm have searched around in different bone marrow banks.
The reason she returned to the country and thought of having another child to cure Nigel was that it was already the last choice due to desperation.
However, her child… Luna bit her lip harshly.
After a while, she opened her eyes. “Joshua. Let’s sleep together tonight.“
She glared at his face and enunciated every word, “I have medication that helps with ovulation. Let’s do it tonight— “
“Luna, “ Joshua interrupted before Luna could finish her sentence, brows furrowed, “do you know what you’re talking about? You’re in no condition to— “
“I don’t care what condition my body is in! “
Luna stood up manically and reached out to wrap her arms around Joshua’s neck tightly, standing on her toes and simply closed in to Joshua with her mouth.
“I’m still alive. As long as I’m still alive, I can bear another child for Nigel, “ she spoke while madly kissing Joshua’s face.
Perhaps it was not considered a kiss—more like nibbling under extreme desperation.
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