Jay Ares received an unexpected gift. A newborn baby.

As he looked at swaddled infant clamoring for food, a thick layer of frost seemed to cover Jay's handsome face.

"Where's the child's mother?" he asked through gritted teeth, his eyes flashing dangerously.

How dare that woman take his seed and shun the responsibility of taking care of the child?

"My apologies, sir," replied the courier. "The child's mother has died in the hospital, from dystocia.".

Jay tensed up and fell silent. He took a long time processing it, the flame in his eyes mixed with a hint of doubt. "Dead?"

The person nodded grimly, took out his phone, and showed Jay the portrait of the deceased Rose.

"Mr. Ares, this is Rose's memorial portrait that we took of her. I can send it to you if you like—"

Jay's eyes scanned the phone screen rapidly. The woman in the photo was bloated and her swollen face was as pale as a ghost. Her protuberant eyes were opened wide, staring right across the screen. Who could this be if not Rose?

When Jay, who had OLD, saw Rose's dead image, all sympathy and mercy inside him vanished.

"No! Tell me, where is she buried?"

"No. 674 in Mountain's Fork Cemetery."

Jay clutched the child and hurried back into the house.

In a nearby spot, Rose watched from the window of her brown car as Jay's tall figure retreated into the house. There was a sour look in her eyes.

Even the news of her death did not disrupt his calm expression.

Perhaps she was only able to trick him so easily because he did not love her at all.

Her yearning for the man may have finally fizzled out, forever.

passionate love was unable to penetrate his heart, why

Five years later.

capital city's

of her. She was wearing a baseball cap, a pair of giant sunglasses, and

mostly obscured,

her were two beautiful

five-year-olds were rather taller

jersey with embroidered wings on the

his feet was

wore a pink princess dress, and her face was as smooth and pale as

likened to princes and princesses

garnered a fair amount of attention and compliments from

beautiful children! Are

the parents have to give birth

scenes; they even posed for photos when people requested them. The passersby loved

Robert, the older

Rozette, the

could no longer keep her cool. As she walked further

reprimand them.

you give your names to strangers? Would it kill you if they don't know your names?" The two children scrambled to catch up to their mother. The big brother looked at his mother's

little guilty. She had chosen her peculiar dress-code as she was

even faked her death. If she were to suddenly appear alive in front of him, he would probably kill her

wished to see her daughter and grandchildren one final time. If it were not for that, Rose would never have risked returning to the familiar city. Rose said dismissively, "What do you know? This is called fashion. It's the

taken off their sunglasses, Rose snapped at

kids sighed resignedly and put on

a tiny adult as he puffed up. "At

relief when she saw that their sunglasses were back on and covering their highly

of sunglasses, they linked hands and walked side by side

is not good enough. There are human traffickers everywhere, so you two had better not run around..." Meanwhile,

approaching Rose. Seeing the familiar tall, slender figure caught Rose

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