"You make the call."
Lin Yan felt deflated. Whenever she faced a tough decision, passing it over to Lu Chenyuan never seemed to help much.
Lin Yan said, "My previous pregnancy was so hard, so hard—thinking about it feels like a nightmare."
Lu Chenyuan had always felt guilty towards Lin Yan and had been making every effort to make up for the years he'd missed.
It was easy to picture Lin Yan living alone and heavily pregnant abroad, vulnerable and unsupported. Luckily, she'd had Zhou Wenbin to lean on back then.
Even now, with Lin Yan maintaining a good relationship with Zhou Wenbin, Lu Chenyuan had no right—nor could he say anything about it.
"I can be by your side. I promise you, if you want this child, I'll accompany you through every step—from prenatal exams to delivery. I won't miss a moment."
Lu Chenyuan's promise struck a chord in Lin Yan's heart. She truly didn't want to go through another pregnancy check-up alone.
"Come downstairs to eat."
