"Haven't you done too much?" he asked. "Now, are you saying you want to murder your own child?"
Blake's 's eyes were filled with dismay, his good-looking fingers gently rubbing a wooden box on the table. Then he said, "Whatever! All I care about is Tracy's happiness. Back then, in order for her to smoothly married the person she wanted, I had done all I could do to make sure that it was impossible for the Julie Wright's family to come to the wedding."
"It was my fault for not handling the accident well five years ago and leaving Julie alive." He sighed, "Yet, I married her, didn’t I? She’s set for life now. Isn’t that enough?”
Then he added, "As for her child, it can't be kept. Tracy is four months pregnant now. I won’t let my child become an obstacle to hers. Her happiness is all that matters for me. As long, she lives happily, there won't be any room for regret in my life."
With a cold voice he said, "Tomorrow, I’ll take Julie to the hospital and have the doctor claim the baby is unhealthy and can’t survive. She’ll be devastated, but she won’t have a choice ….”