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

Five years later.

the capital city's

a baseball cap,

obscured, giving

were

were rather taller than

with embroidered wings on the shoulders,

The scooter under his feet was moving harmoniously

pigtails. She wore a pink princess dress, and her face was as smooth

be likened to

fair amount of attention and compliments from people

children! Are

have to give birth

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

Robert, the older

Rozette, the

Rose heard the twins handing out introductions yet again, she could no longer keep

reprimand them.

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 annoyed face and pouted. "Mommy, why do you wrap yourself up like that?

a little guilty. She had chosen her peculiar dress-code as

him five years ago 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

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

their sunglasses, Rose snapped at them

kids sighed resignedly

older brother, baby Robbie, looked like a tiny adult as he puffed up. "At least Mommy thinks it's

that their sunglasses were back on and covering

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

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

approaching Rose. Seeing the familiar tall, slender

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