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Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife

Jin Yang received a birthday present at the age of 20. He received a baby wrapped in a blanket and placed it in a box. The paternity test results told him that this was indeed his child. What? What did that happen? In Jin Yang's memory, he had never had sex with a woman. How did this child come about? Lin Shenshen had gotten pregnant before marriage and was despised by her family. She had liked Jin Yang for many years, but one day, she disappeared. She would never pester Jin Yang again and stop him from getting close to other girls. Jin Yang gave the child a name. He realized that this brat was very smart, but his personality was becoming more and more like the girl in his memory. Six years later, at Lin Shenshen's lowest, Jin Yang found her along with his son. "I'll find you a beautiful stepmother." "What about my own mother? Is she not as pretty as this young lady?" Lin Shenshen picked up her son and kissed him on the cheek. "Where did this child come from?" "Baby, let Mommy tell you—you were born in Mommy's dream!" The couple, Lin Shenshen and Jin Yang, kept teasing the little kid. Jin Yang, "Honey, why don't you elaborate? How did you give birth in your dream?!"

Ye Fei Ye · Urban
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Chapter 258: Unintentional Care and Concern (7)

In that moment, Isabel Smith felt as if she had encountered a bewitching creature from a legend, a virtual hallucination, as if time itself had come to a halt across the world.

He said... he lost... What did he lose?

Isabel didn't quite understand the meaning behind his words, she simply stared into his eyes, not daring to move a muscle.

Percy Stanton's slender, well-proportioned fingers slowly moved from her eyelashes to her cheeks, gently caressing them.

With a provocative touch of desire, chills ran down Isabel's entire body.

"I always thought I would surely win this time. But I didn't expect that, just like six years ago, I would lose to you once again, and worse still, be utterly defeated!"

When he said this, his tone was tinged with resentment, as if he hated her, or more so himself!

Yet, the next second, his dark eyes softened, flickered with an entrancing warmth, and his voice became gentle and emotional: "But, you know what? Isabel, this time, I lost willingly."