Chapter 48 Marry Her
- The rain drenched Cynthia's hair in wisps and clung to her pale face as if she were grasping at straws. She was so pale she looked as if she might faint at any moment.
- “Cynthia, don't worry, I'll help you get the baby back,” Tobias comforted.
- Cynthia shook her head. She didn't want to leave. She hadn't seen the baby.