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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 842: Mum, Mum, Mum! (12)

"Raymond, are you sure you don't want your birth mother? If you don't, I'll have Sister Isabel leave our home right away."

Raymond still didn't speak.

Isabel's fingers gripping the tableware turned white from the force.

Percy pursed his lips, his voice carrying a hint of chill: "Raymond, if you want your birth mother, then call her 'Mum'. If you don't, I'll make your birth mother leave right now, and from now on, you live with me."

Paused, Percy continued: "Of course, after this, you will never see your birth mother again."

Raymond suddenly looked up at Percy, then at Isabel, his little mouth opened but still didn't say anything. Instead, he stood up, threw away his tableware, and ran back to his bedroom once again.

As Raymond closed his door, the tableware in Isabel's hand fell onto the table with a crash, and one piece rolled onto the ground.