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.

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

this child was really

wondered if it was because she was afraid of it being discovered that he looked like

palace, and

she wanted

imperial

began to pound as these thoughts

I couldn't continue this train

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

in his sleep and

touching his fluffy hair. Even his hair color was the

I stared at the boy, I wanted to get close

feeling was not

in disbelief, "Rufus, is

replying. The possibility ran through my

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 to him, like

the little boy. My feelings

my paw on the

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