Good heavens!

It really was him!

This thought was the only thing going through Minerva's mind. Suddenly, she felt her eyes heating up and tears started streaming down her cheeks.

She always thought that... she had been pregnant with a stranger's child. In the beginning she even almost got rid of her baby.

In the end she kept her baby, and she slowly began to love the tiny life growing in her.

Later on, when Sylvia helped her investigate, she told her that Benedict was the father.

When she heard that, Minerva almost broke down. She felt like she could no longer face Maddox again after having given birth to the child. After that...

She did not want to recall the past.

Minerva closed her eyes. Tears silently flowed down the corners of her eyes and soaked her pillow.

"What's wrong?"

Maddox, who was behind her, had probably sensed that something was amiss, so he asked anxiously.

She came to her senses and shook her head.

"Nothing. It's getting late. I've asked all that I want to ask. Get some rest."

After a moment of silence, he still couldn't help but ask, "Are you sure you're fine?"

Minerva chuckled as tears rolled down her face, "Why wouldn't I be? Hurry up and go to sleep."

After that, she closed her eyes.

Beanie...

he be happy if he got to meet

his biological father

past, Minerva no longer

had nothing to be jealous about. She was the woman

mind, Minerva slowly

asleep easily. However Maddox was the complete opposite. After talking to her about the date, he seemed to feel a touch

laughed softly and he could

her face under the moonlight and noticed that the corner of her eyes were

"Was she crying?"

pursed his thin lips and

because he remembered the date too well? So

many things happened that day. It wasn't just because

to remember that day well. From then on, he would never fall for

at the faint tear stains, Maddox bent over and kissed her lightly like a feather. After a while, he laid beside her. His heart felt like it was being

on a piece of paper. After a while, she felt like something wasn't right, so she tore the paper off and threw it away She tried again on a new page, but it still felt wrong,

pages and pages of paper. Beanie, who was sitting on the sofa and holding a

you've already wasted a lot

she raised her head and glared at him angrily, "It's not like I'm wasting

"Auntie Vera, you can type it on a computer. It'll be easier to edit and delete it. Why are you wasting paper like this... My teacher

tugged at her long hair crazily and said angrily, "I can't get it right.

Auntie Vera, you don't have to write anything. No matter what you write, Uncle

She huffed and said, "Everything is difficult at the beginning. If he refuses me, I'll just keep trying. Maybe one day I'll

his chin as if he was thinking about something, "Uncle Quill is a cold man. Rather

widened incredulously, "You're actually a little devil, aren't you, Beanie? How could you ask me to go be your uncle's nanny? A

and

"Why is it dangerous?"

got up and walked to him, then she

girl goes to work

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