Chapter: 1812

“I thought if Samira didn't get pregnant this month, we could try again next month. But now, she has to conceive this month! We can't delay the plan any longer, not even by a day."

“Jonathan, just do what you can. I know you're even more worried than I am."

He looked at Bethany, holding back his thoughts.

The more worried Jonathan felt now, the more he regretted accepting the water Bethany had given him.

That was supposed to be the antidote.