บท 1983: Choosing the Child over the Mother

She rarely slept so soundly. But when she woke up, she realized that she had lost everything overnight.

It felt like a dream.

Shen Manting got up and expressed the milk from her breasts. After washing up, she switched her phone on.

Her mobile phone had been turned off the entire night.

As soon as the phone was switched on, she was confronted with a barrage of missed calls and text messages.

She immediately turned off the signal and turned on the Wi-Fi connection.

She opened her WeChat app. Shen Luo'an had bombarded her with messages.

Shen Luo'an: Where are you?

Shen Luo'an: The baby has been crying for his mother the whole time. Where are you?

The messages opened the floodgates. Her tears had dried up, but were now streaming down her cheeks again.

Her shoulders heaved as she sobbed aloud.

Shen Luo'an: [Voicemail message]

She tapped on it. She heard the infant wailing.