"Remains?"
Hearing that word, the couple shuddered violently, as if every breath they exhaled was laced with pain.
"That's right. As I just said, a fetus of over five months is already formed. And to raise a ghost child, one often needs…"
Arabella Donovan didn't elaborate, but everyone present understood her meaning.
Ms. Cain's face was deathly pale, and she nearly fainted again. But her concern for her child and her hatred for her enemies kept her conscious at this critical moment.
"Find him. We must find him. It's my fault as his mother. I was too careless. If I had been more thoughtful back then, even if he wasn't fated to be with us, I would have brought him home for a proper burial, to let him rest in peace. Then none of this would have happened."
