The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era

Looking at her daughter’s pale and frail face, Ou’s mother opened her mouth and for a moment, didn’t know how to comfort her.

If it were any other mother, she could have said, "You can still have another child."

But Ou Liya had injured her uterus and lost the chance to bear children for the rest of her life.

"Mom, say something, where is my baby?"

Seeing her daughter so emotional, Ou’s mother had to muster up her strength to comfort her, "Liya, don’t think too much, focus on getting better first."

Ou Liya understood all too well, and looked at her flat stomach in disbelief, "My baby is gone, my baby, waaah..."

Ou Liya’s crying drew the attention of the medical staff.

"What’s all this crying for, if you knew this would happen, why did you bring it upon yourself? Being pregnant and still messing around with others, you hurt your baby and yourself, isn’t it all your own doing? What do you have to cry about?"

The nurse’s mocking words caused the other patients’ family members in the same room to cast strange looks at the mother and daughter.

Ou’s mother was so ashamed she couldn’t lift her head.