Chloe hadn't slept all night. Her eyes burned with a dry, gritty

, the tiny flutter of her daughter's eyelids. And as sh

been home in ages, suddenly returne

payment, barely enough to cover a year's rent in a decent neighborhood. In return, she had to sign a non-disclosure agreement so

't even look at her, his gaze fixed on the skyline outside his win

ad asked, her hand instinctive

ing indifference. "The Sterling family will provide for their financial

or the rest of her life. She refused to get a divorce. Even if his heart belonged to Amelia, she w

k her entire life, yet she

ren-if she didn't sign, the babi

t give up h

condition. If she aborted the babies, she might

s left. Her childre

dren, she ultimately sig

would be so heartless as to wouldn't

oster daughter of the Hayes family,

e. But no one expected that just a few months after adopting her, the adoptive mother became pregnant and gave birth to their own daug

tive state. In their own interest, the Hayes family put her forward

st, after all the hardships, sweetness would come. But to her s

She didn't want to let her husband go to Amelia as well. In the end,

she tried, she couldn

eement last time, but they haven't officially gone to the civil affairs office to get the divorce certificate.

to take the money and get them as far

the door interru

perhaps in his late fifties, with kind eyes and a calm demeanor that immediately set him

e wondered why he was doing ro

. He asked about her recovery, his questions precise and

ly, a wall of practic

His friendly expression tightened, just

ual. "The children resemble you. Ar

aze dropped to her hands, clasped tightly in her lap. "I d

, light-brown mole on the inside of her left wrist, just below the pulse.

e had buried for over twenty years-a wild and seemin

lurch. That was exactly why he

o his sister-in-law's. There was even a faint resemblance to his brother Richard Beaumont i

d secretly took a sample of the g

available today, and he wo

, "I'll make sure the nur

ith steady steps, ready to endur

s office like a caged animal. Every tick of the clo

ication pinged. The subject l

he mouse. He clicked open the email. He stared at the r

ies, who had faced life and death with unwave

d fou

nd Richard

s fingers punching in a