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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?!"

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Chapter 457: The Late Menstruation (19)

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Isabel Smith, scared, picked up her mobile phone, got out of bed, and went to look for a flashlight. However, this was a luxurious residential area in Bellshire where power outages were unheard of; she couldn't remember if she had prepared a flashlight at all.

Isabel first searched in her bedside cabinet, then rummaged through her closet, and finally went to the wardrobe. The battery level of her mobile had dropped from 10% to 4%, and anxiety rose in her whole body.

Why didn't she have a flashlight?

Or candles?

Why couldn't she find any candles?

Just as Isabel was desperately searching, her mobile suddenly went off, and the entire bedroom was plunged into complete darkness.

Isabel leaned against the wardrobe, trembling with fear. Ever since her parents died, she was most afraid of this kind of pitch-black darkness. She felt as if her own life had fallen into such a dark abyss, never to see the light again.