"I'm here to see Yanny; he's my son, isn't he?" Wilson Birch said nonchalantly.Clara's feelings were complicated upon hearing that. He said it so matter-of-factly, just like he did years ago when he said, even if she really was pregnant, he would make her abort the baby!However, that was a problem between them adults and she didn't want to drag Yanny into it, so she simply said, "Yanny, it's time to go." Clara had to go to work soon, so she had to quickly take her son home to let her mother take care of him."Daddy said he'll take us home today," the little boy said.Clara wanted to refuse, but Wilson Birch's next question made her hesitate. "Does Yanny want Daddy to take you home?" "Yes!" Yanny answered innocently with his sweet voice. When Clara saw her son's happy face, she bit her lip and decided to keep quiet.By now, many parents had arrived at the kindergarten to pick up their children. Many of them were stealing glances at Clara, Wilson and Yanny. Clara's cheap c
"Yes, he is. Didn't Mommy tell you? He really is your Daddy," Clara told her son.She had planned to tell him when he was 18, but circumstances forced her hand.The little boy looked at Wilson in confusion. "Why did Daddy suddenly come down from heaven?" Wilson was caught off guard. He glared at Clara, speechless.Clara felt embarrassed. She had always told Yanny that his father was in heaven."Daddy didn't know about Yanny before this. Now that Daddy knows, Daddy will come see you very often," said Wilson Birch.He was a cold-blooded and stone-hearted man, but oddly enough, facing his own flesh and blood, he couldn't help but be gentle, especially when he saw the hearing aid his son wore. It broke his heart.Although his son was born with a disability, he wouldn't let that be an obstacle for Yanny! He wanted his boy to grow up to be a great person! No one would dare to look down on him! The little boy had a shy smile on his face as he asked hopefully, "Will you give me piggy
The small boy squealed with rare excitement.Clara could tell that her son was really happy. Normally, Yanny was a bit reserved and would barely speak to anyone but those closest to him. It was uncommon to see him as animated as he was now.And Wilson Birch... Even though he was in a suit and had a stern demeanor, there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.He would react to Yanny's excitement and turn either left or right according to Yanny's command.Who would think that the CEO of Birch Group, usually known for his serious demeanor, would have this kind of tender side to him?Clara felt her nose get a little stuffy. Was it the natural bond between father and son? Although Wilson Birch had never been a part of Yanny's life before, Yanny easily accepted him almost as soon as they met as if they weren't strangers.Was blood really thicker than water?After a while, Clara said, "Yanny, we have to go home. Grandma's waiting for us."Yanny reluctantly got off Wilson's back.After
At first, she thought it was a tale of a woman who abandoned her old love and fell in love with another man. She thought it was only a straightforward story of betrayal and love.However, when she heard the conclusion of the story, her perspective shifted. The woman fell in love, then murdered the man she loved. Was it because... she was unable to accept her feelings? She couldn't accept that she fell in love with someone else, and that someone was the person who held her captive?What ensued thereafter? What did the woman do after leaving the mansion?Did she stay by herself or did she go back to her old lover?She yearned to learn more about the story and the aftermath.Although Serenity should be long past the age of getting curious about these things, she could not help feeling curious about the woman in the story.Was it because... she's also trapped in the mansion like that woman was?Serenity climbed out of bed, went over to the window and opened the curtains.From her
His posture remained exactly the same as a few hours ago. He stood there, looking up at her room.Serenity couldn't even explain how she was feeling. She dashed out of the room.Since she didn't know where the umbrellas were, she simply draped a blanket over herself to cover herself from the rain as she ran to the lotus pond.Despite the blanket covering her head and part of her body, the rain still hit Serenity's arms and front. The bean-sized raindrops felt icy.She dashed to Jackson and, breathing heavily, questioned him, "What are you doing? Can't you see it's raining? Hurry up and get inside!"Jackson did not move. He asked, his clear, cold voice resounding in the rainy night, "Why did you come out?"He was drenched from the rain, his wet hair covering his face. Through the rain, she could see his dark eyes looking at her."Let's go inside first, okay?" she said, taking his hand and attempting to lead him into the house.However, he didn't budge. "Why did you come out?" he
Serenity waited for Jackson in his room.Even if she didn't want to, there weren't many places she could be in since her area of activity was limited to the mansion. Therefore, there was no point in restlessly moving around.Jackson's room was about as big as her room. All the furniture in his room was antique. There was also a wall covered by a thick curtain.Was there also blood splattered on that wall like in the Chamber of Blood?The thought made Serenity nervous. She approached the wall and stared at the curtain, wondering what was behind it. Maybe the curtain was just decoration?Suddenly, the bathroom door opened and Jackson, who had finished his shower, walked out.He was wearing only a towel, exposing his fit and muscular upper body. His dark eyes looked straight at her, making her feel like a small animal that had fallen into a trap.He walked towards her, and she stepped back subconsciously. She tripped over something and fell backwards."Aah!" she cried out in sur
Although she didn't love him, at least she's there with him, right?Serenity felt the pressure of his weight on one of her shoulders. He looked like a person who was completely exhausted and in search of some form of support, even if it was only for a brief moment.It felt like she was his support, his only support in the world, and he would fall into a bottomless abyss if she pushed him away.That's absurd! Serenity laughed at herself for having such a ridiculous thought. There's no way she's the only support he had. It only felt that way because of how tired he looked right now."You should get some rest. I'm going back to my room," Serenity said, wanting to leave. Before she could even take a step, she felt a sense of vertigo and before she knew it, she was on his bed, and he was on top of her."Let me go!" She panicked and tried to push him away, but he only held her tighter."I won't do anything to you. I just want to hold you," he whispered as he buried his face in her sh
When he was asleep, he appeared serene and approachable. He looked like an angel, emanating no sharpness that might intimidate people.The only hint of tension was a slight furrow in his brows, which somehow made him seem more frail.Frail?Serenity almost chuckled. She was about to pull away completely from his embrace when his hand reached out and grabbed four of the fingers on her right hand.Serenity was surprised and attempted to free her fingers, but he tightened his grip even more. It almost felt like he was safeguarding something valuable, unwilling to let it go.Serenity felt defeated. After all that, she still couldn't leave. Did she really have to share a bed with him tonight?She attempted to free her hand a few more times but to no avail. She couldn't help wondering if he was actually asleep or just pretending.However, he never moved or opened his eyes. He also didn't do anything else.Serenity could only console herself that she had slept in the same bed with him