Chapter 779

Korbyn, holding Edwin in his arms, approached.

The little boy’s face glistened with perspiration, engrossed in his playful antics.

Korbyn retrieved a towel from a servant’s hand and gently wiped the sweat from Edwin’s forehead, cherishing the child in his embrace.

Initially, Zoey paid little mind to the scene, preoccupied with how to approach Korbyn in conversation.

However, upon casting a glance…

No.

Edwin’s cherubic countenance and his hair color bore a striking resemblance to Rena’s.

Upon closer inspection, he bore a striking resemblance of about 70% to Mark, particularly the subtle expressions etched between his eyebrows.

Zoey’s composure shattered in an instant…

Mark mirrored her reaction.

and a chill surged through his veins, rendering him almost incapable of believing

was the offspring

that the little boy was not Rena’s

4@ years of age, harbored no aversion to the notion

him with little time for such

a child,

Edwin’s eye level, his voice tinged with a

forthrightly informed Mark,

Mark’s fists clenched.

had given birth

compelling him to reach out and touch his own flesh

him with a mixture of apprehension

even felt

emotions, Mark rose to his feet,

moment, Cecilia’s

scooped up Edwin in her

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