I had calmed down. I laid on the bed and looked at them coldly. I had a whirlwind of emotions in my heart. I did not know if it was because I was feeling sad or because I was pitiful.

Richard looked at me. His eyes were still cold. He embraced Helen and gently patted her back to comfort her. “Be good and stop crying.”

“Richard, you do not want Sophia’s child, right?” Helen grabbed his shirt and asked desperately.

My heart clenched as I looked ...