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

Five years later.

the capital

was wearing a baseball cap, a pair of

obscured, giving her a rather

her were two

taller

with embroidered wings on the shoulders, paired with black

shoes. The scooter under his feet was moving harmoniously

fashioned a pair of pigtails. She wore a pink princess dress, and her face was as smooth and pale

be likened to

they garnered a fair amount

what beautiful children! Are

the parents have to give birth to such

they even posed for photos when people requested them. The passersby loved their

the

Rozette, the younger

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

reprimand them.

don't know your names?" The two children scrambled to catch up to

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

years ago and even faked her death. If she were to suddenly appear alive in front of him, he would

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

sunglasses, Rose snapped at

two kids sighed resignedly and put on

older brother, baby Robbie, looked like a tiny adult as he puffed up. "At

their sunglasses were back on

they linked hands and walked side by side out of

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

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

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