Rufus' POV:

I remained stunned for a long time and studied the child's little face repeatedly. I even thought I was hallucinating.

I reached out and pinched his cheek gently. It was soft and warm. He was not a mannequin.

He looked just like me.

But why?

How could the child look so similar to me? He was an exact replica of me as a kid.

At first, I was pretty sure that this boy was Arron, but now, some uncertainty crept in.

How could Crystal's child resemble me? He also had no wounds on his face. This situation was just so strange.

But if this boy wasn't Arron, who could he be?

When did I have an illegitimate child? This child must be around five years old. If he was truly my child, I would have gotten his mother pregnant five or six years ago.

during that period. My temper was worse than it was now. I had absolutely no interest in women back then. It

if this child

bandaged, I wondered if it was because she was afraid of it being

in the palace, and once he was spotted,

the secret she wanted

been in the imperial

began to pound as these thoughts raced

continue this train of thought

the boy in front of me was not Arron. This was just

sleep and called out for

from touching his fluffy hair. Even his hair color

to get close to him for some

feeling was

stunned and said in disbelief, "Rufus,

possibility ran through my mind over and over

so I can touch him? I really want to feel him." Omar was also hit with a strong impulse to touch the boy. Perhaps he just wanted to get closer

wolf and stood by the bed, gazing down at the little boy. My feelings were getting

sharp claws, I gently placed my paw on the boy's

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