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

Five years later.

capital

suitcase in front of her. She was wearing a

was mostly obscured, giving her a

were two

taller than their sameage

red jersey with embroidered wings on the shoulders, paired with black

his feet was moving harmoniously with

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

could be likened to princes and princesses from

garnered a fair amount of attention and compliments from people walking

children! Are they child

the parents have to give birth to

they even posed for photos when people requested them. The

Robert, the

the younger

she could no longer keep

reprimand them.

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

She had chosen her peculiar dress-code as she was worried about

all, 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

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

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

two kids sighed resignedly and

brother, baby Robbie, looked like a tiny adult as

when she saw that their sunglasses were back on and covering

kids wore the same type of sunglasses, they

domestic security is not good enough. There are human traffickers everywhere, so you two had better not run around..." Meanwhile, at the airport

familiar tall, slender figure caught Rose

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