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.

two lifetimes' worth of passionate love was unable to penetrate his heart, why should she keep

Five years later.

capital city's

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

was mostly obscured,

her were two

were rather taller than their

wings on the shoulders,

feet was moving harmoniously with his

him fashioned a pair of pigtails. She wore a pink princess dress,

be likened to princes and princesses from

fair amount

children! Are

must the parents have to give birth to such beautiful

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

Robert, the

Rozette, the

introductions yet again, she could no longer keep her cool.

reprimand them.

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.

had chosen her peculiar dress-code as

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

that, Rose would never have risked returning to the familiar city. Rose said dismissively, "What do you know? This is called fashion.

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

kids sighed resignedly and

adult as he puffed up. "At least Mommy thinks

their sunglasses were back

kids wore the same type of sunglasses, they

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

Seeing the familiar

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