C168 It Was Impossible to Cut It Off, and It Was a Mess

His eyes fell on the scar on my palm and he frowned. "How?"

I smiled, but it was worse than crying. I looked at Regina and suppressed my tears. "How did it come about? You should ask your most precious Miss Burns how I got this injury."

I looked at Kieran and calmed down. I continued, "Kieran, do you know how the child died? That night, he tried his best to get out of my stomach