There were two children on the painting, a little girl in a pink dress and a boy in a denim suit. As soon as she saw the painting, Adina knew that the ones on the painting were Melody and Harold. “This is a gift that Melody is going to give to Harold.” Alden explained indifferently beside her. He looked calm, but his mind was in turmoil. He and Melody grew up together. Melody had never given him a gift. He could not believe that Harold was going to receive a painting drawn by his sister. There was a conflicted look on Adina’s face. If she had known that Harold was Dew’s son, she would never have let Melody and Harold get so close. However, the kids have already accepted each other. If she ruined their friendship, she would definitely break Melody’s heart. “Harold will be so happy to receive your gift,” Adina said slowly. She started the engine and headed for the Winters family villa. Regardless of the feud between their parents, the children were innocent. Harol
Mr. Brown opened his mouth several times, but he did not know how to answer.Adina spoke as she washed the dishes. “Dew is his birth mother. It won’t do him any good if word gets out about how he’s treating her.” “Well, Young Master Harold is still young. He doesn’t understand what a birth mother means.” Mr. Brown explained. “Young Master Harold has always disliked her ever since he could remember. He has never called her mom. Even so, Young Master George has never called her mom either. He did call her mother, which comes across as rather impersonal.” Adina lowered her eyes and said, “George is a child with self-restraint and propriety. If he is willing to call Dew mother, that means he acknowledges her. “Young Master George is good to his mother indeed. He prepares all sorts of gifts for Ms. Dew every year. This villa has a room on the second floor that is filled with clothes, bags, and shoes that Young Master George bought for Ms. Dew.” On that note, Mr. Brown let out anothe
He was not a man who was used to running away from problems. He had only postponed it repeatedly because he had not figured out how to tell her yet. But now that this woman had brought it up, he had to clear things up with her. “Dew is George and Harold’s mother,” Duke said in a low voice. Adina clenched her fingers. Although she had learned that truth a long time ago, her heart still sank when she heard it from this man. She curled her lips, feigning aloofness, and let out a faint smile. “No wonder Harold likes me so much. It turns out that I am her aunt. The children should be considered cousins. No wonder they can get along well.” Her tone was relaxed. However, Duke could hear a faint hint of sarcasm in it. He stared at her and said, enunciating each word, “Five years ago, Trent got me drunk. He sent a woman into my room. I slept with Dew while I was blacked out. After that night, I tried to find her, but it was as if she had disappeared off the face of the earth.
Harold was sitting on the floor. His eyes shone brightly. Adina’s figure was reflected in his eyes. He was thoroughly convinced that Auntie Adina would pick him up. Adina could not help but take a step back as she looked at him. She did not understand why, but at that moment, the faces of her children who died as babies came to her mind. Those two children who died just after they were born had turned into the nightmare that constantly haunted her. Their deaths were the source of all her pain. How could Dew’s sons be alive and well while her sons rotted in the ground? How could Dew’s sons become the most honored young masters of the Winters family, while her sons could not even look at this wonderful world? And what about her? What was she doing? She actually cooked for Dew’s sons and treated them as if they were her own! How could she face her dead children? Her two sons would not have died as babies if it had not been for Dew. Adina's eyes were suddenly red an
Mr. Brown saw that the expression on his face was icy. His eyes were stone-cold. His thin lips were tightly pursed. A sullen aura surrounded him, but at the same time, Mr. Brown caught a hint of helplessness on his face. Helplessness? So, Master did not know what happened either? Or he knew what happened, but he just did not know how to resolve it? Mr. Brown scratched his chin and sighed with great concern. When it came to making up with a woman, he knew nothing about it either. Otherwise, he would not have been single for decades. “Buzz buzz.” Just then, Duke’s phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, Trent. It was always about drinking and having fun when this guy called. He was about to hang up the call when his finger suddenly paused. Trent Sunderland, the second son of the Sunderland family, the famous playboy in Sea City. He got a new girlfriend every three days. When it came to understanding women, no one in the circle could outmatch him. Duke pressed the an
Trent drank a gulp of the wine. He smirked and said, “You brought it upon yourself. Why would you bring up the two little guys’ real mother? I don’t think any woman would feel fine with hearing their partner talking about their exes, especially since you have had two children together. It’s easy for her mind to conjure up some age-inappropriate images.” Duke spoke in a deep voice, “Why would women not want to hear their partner talking about their exes?” “Why else do you think? They would get jealous, of course!” Trent snorted. “The more a woman cares about you, the more she cares about the existence of your ex. The moment you bring up your ex in front of her, she would start assuming that you still care about the other woman, and that makes her jealous. When she’s jealous, she’s mad. When she’s mad, she doesn’t want to talk to you anymore.” Duke looked up. “Are you saying that she cares about me?” “Well, what do you think? Why else would she be mad at you?” Trent rolled hi
“Dew is George and Harold’s mother. We won’t be going to the Winters family’s mansion anymore, right?”Alden raised his gaze and asked solemnly. Adina pursed her lips. “I don’t think I can face Dew’s sons and remain rational. It’s better if we don’t go there anymore.”“They’re Uncle Duke’s sons.” Alden continued, “He’s special to you, isn’t he?”Adina’s heart skipped a beat.She took a deep breath and said calmly, “He’s not someone special to me. He’s just my working partner, that’s all.”Alden’s phone started vibrating in his pocket. He wiped his hands and took out his phone. Someone had emailed him a document. [Paternity Test Report]He narrowed his eyes as he opened the email. His gaze fell on the last line of text.Although he had expected this, he was still in disbelief. He locked his phone, raised his head, and asked, “Mel has called Uncle Duke ‘daddy’. Mother, have you thought of getting together with him? With that, Mel can call him ‘daddy’ for real, then.”Adin
“Is Harold Winters here?”The rider asked loudly as he stood outside the mansion, holding the thermos lunch box. Harold hurriedly ran over. “That’s me. What’s the matter?”“Here’s your delivery. Please sign here.”The rider handed the box to him and left the winding mountain. Harold brought the box into the mansion and opened the boxes. He took in the familiar scent. Tears streamed down his cheeks uncontrollably. “Oh, Young Master Alden. Why are you crying?” Colin gave Harold a piece of paper. “These are Ms. Daugherty’s food, aren’t they? She cooked buffalo wings, frittata, and salsa salad. These are all your favorite food. Don’t cry. Let’s eat them while they are warm…”Harold said as he sobbed, “Is Auntie Adina really not coming? Why? I miss her? I miss Melody… Boohoo, Mr. Brown, what did I do wrong? Why doesn’t Auntie Adina want me anymore…?”Colin had no idea how to comfort Alden. There was no way he could give him an explanation.Just as he was trying to think of s