tal looking for you until I found you," said Cira's roommate and university companion. They had lived together for over six years and got along very well. During all thos

t had happened and exclaimed, "You went to the hospital to have an abortion? Is your baby Morgan's? Did he ask you to undergo surgery and now he wants to get rid of you? Damn him, who does he think he is to treat you like this? Damn son of a bitch! I'm going to find him right now and make him accountable!" Although Clara's name sounded like that of a sweet girl, she actually had a very strong character and definitely had the courage to go after Morgan. Cira quickly stopped her, "Clara! He doesn't know about this! It was an accident, I had a miscarriage." Clara furrowed her brow, "You haven't told him?" Cira pressed her lips together and replied, "It's not necessary." "But what is your real thought about this?" Cira took the report and tore it into pieces, throwing it into the trash can, while saying, "I don't have any special thoughts. I just think it's not necessary." Clara couldn't understand it, nor could she accept this injustice. Cira went to the bathroom, while Clara quickly picked up the pieces of paper from the trash can, keeping them just in case. That same night, Cira returned to the city of Feudad. During the following month, apart from reporting on the progress of the project to the headquarters, she had no contact with Morgan. Morgan's two secretaries had a good relationship with her, so they sometimes told