Seeing that Emilia seemed to have calmed down a bit, I tentatively asked, "What are you planning to do next?"

A pained expression flickered across her eyes as she put down her smoothie. In a soft voice, she replied, "Sam, my health is almost recovered. I think I'll leave tonight. From now on, please take care of things for me..."

"And the baby?"

"I will give birth to the baby. Although his arrival hasn't brought me much happiness and I even contemplated aborting multiple times...”

She paused, placing her hand on her stomach, gently stroking it, "This child also has a quite troubled fate. He was nearly lost because of...