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.

unable to penetrate his heart, why should she keep

Five years later.

capital city's

front of her. She was wearing a baseball

palm-sized face was mostly obscured, giving

were two beautiful

were rather taller than

jersey with embroidered wings

his feet was moving harmoniously with his

next to him fashioned a pair of pigtails. She wore a pink princess dress, and her face was as smooth and pale as an elf

kids could be likened to princes and princesses

walked, they garnered a fair amount of attention and

children! Are they child

of genes must the parents have to give birth

when people requested them. The passersby loved their charming photoshoots as well as their cheerful behavior

the

Rozette, the

heard the twins handing out introductions yet again, she could no longer keep her cool. As she walked further

reprimand them.

kill you if they don't know your names?" The two children scrambled to catch up to

had chosen her peculiar dress-code as she

all, she had hoodwinked him five years ago and even faked her death. If she were to

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

taken off their sunglasses, Rose

sighed resignedly

tiny adult as he puffed up. "At

sunglasses were

the same type of sunglasses, they linked hands and walked side by side out of

gave her kids a lecture. "Our domestic security is not good enough. There are human traffickers everywhere, so you two had better not run around..."

directly approaching Rose. Seeing the familiar tall,

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