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.

was unable

Five years later.

the capital

pushed her suitcase in front of her. She was wearing a baseball cap, a pair of giant sunglasses, and a dark

was mostly obscured,

were

five-year-olds were rather taller than

boy wore a red jersey with embroidered wings on the

shoes. The scooter under his feet was moving harmoniously

pink princess dress, and her

kids could be likened to princes

a fair amount of attention and compliments from people

beautiful children! Are

of genes must the parents have to give birth to

posed for photos when people requested them. The passersby loved their charming

the

Rozette, the younger

could no longer keep her cool. As she walked further in front,

reprimand them.

get abducted? Why would you give your names to strangers? Would it kill you if they don't know your names?" The two children scrambled

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

had hoodwinked him five years ago and even faked her death. If she were to suddenly appear alive in front of him, he would probably kill her with his own two

time. If it were not for that, Rose would never have risked returning to the familiar city. Rose said dismissively, "What do you

off their sunglasses, Rose snapped at them sternly, "Put on

resignedly and put on

tiny adult as he puffed up. "At least

she saw that their sunglasses

sunglasses, they

There are human traffickers everywhere, so you two

familiar tall, slender figure caught Rose

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