Could it be that the last time we lost the baby was because of drinking? As this thought crossed his mind, Liam Spencer choked up, instinctively holding Maya Spencer tighter and planting a kiss on the top of her head.
He could feel his heart tremble; if the last baby’s loss was truly because Maya had taken a drink to appease him, how could he ever forgive himself?
At this thought, Liam’s eyes unknowingly reddened, in that moment wishing he could merge Maya into his very soul. He was reflecting; what foolish things had he done to muster the courage and qualification to resent her for three years?
Liam’s heart suddenly ached, an unexplainable pang that made even breathing difficult.
At that moment, he felt an urge to cry, desperately seeking comfort, but knowing Maya needed it more, he held her tight, showering kisses upon her small face to show mutual solace.
As Maya nestled in Liam’s arms, she suddenly felt so wronged; she had clearly been ready to welcome the baby, only to find it was all a futile delight.
Feeling the broad expanse of Liam’s chest, Maya didn’t know what else to do except cry, so she buried her small face in Liam’s chest and quietly began to weep.
Seeing her cry, Liam patted her back, laughing as he comforted, "Alright! Maya, don’t cry. This isn’t your fault; it’s my fault, for not trying hard enough. Let’s not feel wronged, I’ll strive harder when we get back."
Watching how much she cared about the child, Liam’s downcast mood suddenly lifted quite a bit.
He had always been afraid she wouldn’t want his child, little did he expect her to care so much about it, and suddenly, all the grievances he’d suffered during this time felt worthwhile.
In the office, Director Parker and the obstetrician watched the emotional scene, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
They hadn’t expected that the normally icy-looking Third Young Master would be so tender towards his woman, nothing like the cold rumors.
After Director Parker advised Maya on some cautionary measures, Liam took Maya home.
Liam originally intended to learn more about Maya’s illness, but seeing her unstable emotions, he decided not to linger at the hospital and instead took her away, giving her space to process her feelings.
In the car, Maya kept wiping tears away, her aggrieved appearance tugging at Liam’s heart, yet also bringing him amusement. The source of this content ɪs 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
At that moment, he forgot about Lillian Morris, for all he saw was Maya, simply sorrowful over not having a baby.
Although he felt regretful too, he cherished this tender Maya even more.
So, he extended his large hand, wiping Maya’s tears, saying, "Maya, do you really like me this much, want to have my baby this much? Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make your wish come true. How many do you think we should have, six? Seven?"
Listening to his teasing, Maya slapped his hand away, rolling her eyes at him, throwing the tissue she used to wipe her tears and sniffles in his face.
Liam looked at the tissue she threw, not the least bit angry, but instead chuckled as he pinched her chin, saying, "No more crying, we’ll work hard when we get back."
"Stop being shameless, who wants to have your baby? I’m just sad because my intuition was wrong." In truth, she really wanted the child, regretting the loss, but stubbornly refused to admit it to Liam.
Her heart indeed felt heavy because she had always thought the previous baby lingered for her, but reality proved she was overthinking; that baby had already left her, perhaps never even contemplating forgiving her.
From the driver’s seat, Liam glanced at Maya’s angry expression, raised his right hand to rub her head.
Soon after, his expression turned serious as he tightly held Maya’s small hand, asking earnestly, "Maya, what illness do you have that you need to keep taking medication?"
Hearing his question, Maya’s tears halted abruptly, leaving her stunned.
Regarding her illness, she had never told Liam, nor did she plan to. She brought him to the hospital this time out of necessity, and because he had sworn never to let her go, she didn’t hide it, leading him to the hospital.
She thought perhaps if he knew she was ill, he wouldn’t want her anymore, which was also her last chance to escape his clutches.
Yet, it was precisely her past experiences and poor health that fostered extreme insecurity in Maya, making her feel undeserving of love or to have someone she liked, leading her to ruin things, obeying Aron Hanson’s arrangements, returning to S City, not seeking a new life.
After a moment’s pause, she turned and looked at Liam intently, saying seriously, "Mental illness!"
Liam listened to her dishonest answer, turning his head, furrowing his brows as he stared at her until Maya suddenly reached out to help him steer away from an oncoming vehicle, then he turned back to face forward.
The answer Maya gave left Liam helpless; though he understood it was a psychological issue, her response was too superficial, equivalent to no answer at all, so he could only let out a helpless sigh, thinking she still harbored grievances against him.
Beside him, Maya watched Liam’s sighing expression, seeing him not pursue the query further, feeling a strange sense of disparity in her heart, she felt she might have been self-deluded, yet her wishful thinking seemed likely to succeed.
From Liam’s reaction, she seemed to see disdain, that he wanted to leave her.
Thinking of this, Maya let out a long breath, signifying relief, but coldly laughed inside, thinking, so he feared mental illness, maybe she should have acted out earlier to scare him off, sparing herself so much suffering.
At this moment, Maya looked at Liam’s timid, silent demeanor and couldn’t help laughing, coldly laughing, a smile carrying a hint of bitterness.
Thinking she was finally going to be free, liberated.
From the driver’s seat, Liam observed her lips curl into a mocking smile, knowing without guessing that she thought he was disgusted and ready to abandon her.
So, he took a deep breath, laughed casually, then tightly held Maya’s small hand, bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss, saying, "Maya, no matter what you become or any illness you might have, I will never forsake you."
His earlier silence was merely because Maya hadn’t been honest with him; since she kept something from him, he found no reason to pursue the matter further.
Yet, Liam’s promise left Maya stunned, she turned slightly, holding her breath, staring directly at Liam’s handsome face, thinking surely the one with mental illness couldn’t be her, but rather Liam, since no sane person would keep someone mentally ill by their side, so surely it must be Liam.
Watching her stunned expression, Liam grinned, his smile exceptionally bright, and as the road ahead cleared, he swiftly leaned forward, accurately stealing a kiss from Maya’s lips.