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After Eight Years of Courting the Disabled Monk’s Son Chapter 3

After Eight Years of Courting the Disabled Monk’s Son Chapter 3
  • the system announced, “Host, Elijah’s
  • affection meter is at ten percent.”
  • I was shocked.
  • How
  • I hadn’t done anything. Why the sudden
  • surge?
  • “Host. I can give you another chance if you
  • <
  • want to continue the mission.”
  • “No.”
  • I immediately refused.
  • Eight years of trying, I was exhausted.
  • I didn’t want to try anymore.
  • My love for Elijah was fading.
  • My emotions were disappearing.
  • A doctor entered, updating me on my
  • condition.
  • “The bullet hit your abdomen, and the baby…
  • we couldn’t save it.”
  • “What?”
  • Elijah exclaimed.
  • The usually calm spiritual leader was stunned.
  • “She was pregnant?”
  • “Yes, Mr. Hayes, we tried our best.”
  • I touched my abdomen, where a life had once
  • existed.
  • Now, it was gone.
  • After the doctor left. Elijah got out of bed and
  • took my hand.
  • “Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?”
  • I thought I saw a flicker of remorse in his
  • eyes.
  • But why would he feel remorse?
  • He’d never been kind to me.
  • I cared for him, massaged him, yet he only
  • ignored or yelled at me.
  • Once, I baked him a birthday cake, and he
  • threw it in the trash.
  • He said, “Stop wasting your effort. I’ll never
  • love you.”
  • Then he’d go to his studystare at his first
  • love’s portrait, tracing her collarbone.
  • He’d whisper his love for her.
  • Even when his family pressed him to marry
  • me, he refused.
  • Now I understood. I’d interfered with his life.
  • I should have left.
After Eight Years of Courting the Disabled Monk’s Son English Novel

After Eight Years of Courting the Disabled Monk’s Son English Novel

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