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Mark of the destiny

“Trashy ex wants to talk. He has sent a message inviting me to dinner. Should I go?” His reply in hm irking her. "Ouch…. That hurts!” She licked his bleeding lips, "Can’t help. I’m a lip biter--WOW!” Turning over he pinned her hands to the bed, “And I swear I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbors know my name forever....... Is this better?” ****** Sitting at the position of Secretary-General at the ministry of women and child affairs, Zhao Suyin was not someone to be messed with. Her razor-sharp tongue laced with sarcasm became her deadliest weapon against the evils. Dr. Wang Shi, a single father, and a renowned surgeon was anything but cold and aloof. His amiable personality combined with his killer looks and enormous wealth made him a dream man. A story of two imperfect people..... one a divorced woman and the other a single father. What will happen when their paths collide? What will happen when Suyin would know the heart beating inside Wang Shi's son belongs to her own son? Will the sparks of affection happen and continue even after knowing the truth? The story where the two falls for each other but the bitter truth separates them..... A journey of fighting against the organ traffickers to bring justice for the dead. A journey of making tough decisions. A journey to make choice between love and revenge. ****** Join me on discord https://discord.gg/RudqR3q The cover is edited by me, but the photo belongs to their respective owners. I have no right over this photo. All credits belong to the owner.

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Take a break

"N-nothing. He forgot. God doesn't give me anything." Suyin sniffed.

"No God didn't forget. He must be preparing a bigger gift for you. Just be patient. It will come for sure. Even my gift arrived late." Unaware to her, he looked up at the sky and squinted his eyes, sending a warning to the almighty. 

God frowned, 'Brat! I already send it weeks back. But the blind woman failed to see it. Keep me out of this. I'm innocent.'

"Honey, can I take you as my gift?" Suyin's voice was soft, almost pleading the child like a child. 

He stopped pecking her cheek, "But I'm dad's."

"So let me take both of you. Please."

God, 'YES! That's your gift! Take it! Take both father and son, and spare me.'

"Okay. We both are yours. Happy now? Now stop crying." Honey only said it to console her, and make her stop crying. Surely, she wouldn't be interested in taking them forever. When the crying mess in his arms would be sober, she would forget all this. Is it?