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 to penetrate his

Five years later.

capital city's

wearing a baseball cap, a pair of giant sunglasses,

face was mostly obscured, giving her

were two beautiful

five-year-olds were rather taller than

jersey with embroidered wings on the

The scooter under his feet was moving harmoniously with

princess dress, and her face was as smooth and pale as an elf from

likened to princes

walked, they garnered a fair amount of

beautiful children! Are they child

sort of genes must the parents have to give birth to such

and Rozette seemed accustomed to such scenes; they even posed for photos when people requested them. The

Robert, the older

the

longer keep her

reprimand them.

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

She had chosen her peculiar dress-code as she

If she were to suddenly appear alive in front of him, he would probably kill her with his

was critically ill and 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

her twins had taken off their sunglasses, Rose snapped at them sternly,

sighed resignedly

like a tiny adult as he puffed up. "At least Mommy thinks

sunglasses were back on and covering their highly iconic

and her kids wore the same type of sunglasses, they linked hands and walked side by

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

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

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