Of course, I knew. In my previous life, Lane said that since I had given birth to a baby girl, a carer wouldn't be necessary, so she dismissed the carer and incited Maxwell to cancel his paternity leave, leaving me, a blind person, to take care of the newborn baby.
Later, Maxwell brought his lover home and had sex, and she even helped to cover it up.
I had the urge to kill her!
I said, "If I go to the confinement center, it'll save you and Lane a lot of trouble. You can go back to work, and she can do whatever she wants. The baby will be in good hands. It's good for everyone. Why are you hesitating?"
If he hesitated any longer, he wouldn't be able to book it.
Maxwell thought for a moment, nodded, and said he was on it.
I knew what he was thinking.
If I stayed in the confinement center, he could openly have an affair with his lover at my house.
That was what he wanted the most.
The next day, Maxwell told me it was settled. I just needed to wait a few more days to be discharged, and someone would come to pick me up and take me there with the baby.
I smiled and pinched Maxwell's face, "I know I can count on you."
Lane sat on the side, glaring at me as if I owed her something.