Faux Vows, True Desires

"You might not get what I'm saying right now, but this weekend, I'm taking you back to Ascend Estate for a firsthand experience."

Lucinda was quick to shoot him down: "Stefan, can you give me a break? I'm really scared. I'll be so frightened that my legs will turn to jelly and I won't be able to stand! Let me have some peace; I'm not quite up to speed with this kind of life yet."

"There's no need to get so worked up; my family is super friendly, and they don't have any biases. You might find it hard to believe, but that guy bustling around in the flower garden every day is my dad. He's a garden enthusiast, and the vast flower field below the manor is his prized possession."

"My mom is even more easy-going, and even my grandparents have mellowed out with age. They're not as fierce as they were when they were young."

Lucinda maintained her refusal: "Stefan, can you give me some time to adjust? If I can't, can we get a divorce? I think our lifestyles are too different."

Under his somewhat fierce and threatening gaze, Lucinda's voice gradually faded until it was almost inaudible.

"Stefan, come on, have a bite; this dish is delicious."

Lucinda quickly served Stefan a plate of food, worried that he would be angry due to her words.

"Lucy, I'm not getting a divorce!"

"Alright, alright, no divorce. We're adults; we have to take responsibility for our decisions."

Lucinda mentally noted that if she had known his true identity earlier, she would never have agreed to be with him.

Man, with all the weird things in the world, why wasn't there something that can turn back time?

Skywatch.

At the Blue family's villa.

"Sweetie, listen to mommy; don't cry, don't cry."

In the large room, a middle-aged woman in her forties, with disheveled hair and disarrayed clothes, was barefoot, holding a doll, walking back and forth in the room, constantly soothing the doll in her arms not to cry.

snatch the doll from her arms, and exclaim, "Mrs. Blue, this is a doll, not your daughter. Your daughter is gone; she might not

middle-aged woman frantically grabbed the doll back, screaming as she did, "This is my daughter; my daughter is still alive; she's just asleep. She's a good girl; she only eats and sleeps; she doesn't cry." She was hysterical and very strong, and she quickly shoved the other woman to the ground, then grabbed the doll back, holding it

her away, stood up, and adjusted her clothes as she said, "Mrs. Blue, have you gone mad? If you keep this up, your husband will find a new wife, and then you won't have a

can't help you anymore; all you can rely on is your husband. Your daughter has been missing for over twenty years; if she could

daughter away. In such a situation, do you think she would have a chance to survive? The Avila family is now dead, and she is nowhere to be found, alive or dead. Anyway, Mrs. Blue, you need to live; you have more than one child; you have a son. Ethan Blue is

people want to take Ethan's place; he's

tears welled up

lost her sanity over her missing daughter, and also for the young

towards the wife and their son, Ethan, had become cold due to Mrs. Blue's mental issues and the

Ethan's position, hoping to

Blue was unmoved, only concerned with the doll in

trying to persuade her was called Shirley, the housekeeper. Seeing that her words were falling on deaf ears, she wiped her tears and left the room, shaking

A year after her marriage, she gave birth to twins, securing her position as the Madam of

take away the girl twin when no one was looking? The Blues sent people to search for the missing child, only to find

the missing daughter remained

who had lost her darling daughter, cried day and night.

family had been going on

door and saw a young man standing at the entrance. The man was

exuded an aura

master of

"Sir."

Shirley greeted him respectfully.

over Shirley and landed on

mentally unstable woman was his biological mother. Although she remembered his name, she could not

she saw him, she would mistake

looked like his father when

she still the same? Messy hair, disheveled clothes-does my dad still find her