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"What?" The Presiding Judge who hadn't spoken a word in a while looked startled.
Isabella's eyes shut and her head ducked. As her mind replayed the events that led to her losing her child at that time, her heart felt heavier. That was one memory that caused a deep ache to rest in the depths of her heart.
"Miscarriage?" the interrogator asked, his voice carrying some sort of uncertainty.
Without a word, Mr. Richard's hand came onto Isabella's to offer his little support. While Isabella knew that her lawyer would have questions for her, her mind instantly went to Charles.
There was a time she wanted to tell him about it. But at that moment... her entire being was against the idea.
"Yes." As Dr. Jones replied, the atmosphere became heavier with emotion. "I still remember that day clearly. Isabella was strong enough to help herself into the hospital. Even though she had lost lots of blood, she remained strong.
But then, she was silent. If people hadn't noticed the bloodstains on her gown, I don't think she would have been able to call attention to herself." A shuddering breath came from the man whose brows kept jerking out of habit. "Anyway, after we ran some tests, we found out that she had suffered a miscarriage."
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