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.

lifetimes' worth of 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 a dark

palm-sized face was mostly obscured, giving her a rather comical

were two beautiful

taller than

with embroidered wings on the shoulders, paired with black slacks

his feet was moving harmoniously

next to him fashioned a pair of pigtails. She wore a pink princess dress, and her face

could be likened to princes

they garnered a fair amount of attention and

children!

the parents have to give birth to

people requested them. The passersby loved their charming photoshoots as well as their cheerful behavior as they interacted with

the

the younger

heard the twins handing out introductions yet again, she could no longer keep her

reprimand them.

time and time again about human traffickers! Do you want to 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 to catch up to their mother. The big brother looked at his mother's annoyed face and pouted. "Mommy, why do you wrap

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

years ago and even faked her death. If she were to suddenly appear alive in

and grandchildren one final time. If it were not for that, Rose would never have risked returning to the familiar city. Rose said dismissively,

their sunglasses, Rose snapped at them sternly,

kids sighed resignedly and put

tiny adult as he

sunglasses were back on and covering their highly

the same type of sunglasses, they

Rose gave her kids a lecture. "Our domestic security is not good enough. There are human traffickers everywhere, so you

was directly approaching Rose. Seeing the familiar tall,

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