"So, when a threat like the one you encountered appears, he will resolve it in the most direct and trouble-free way, even if it ans carrying a heavy burden himself."
After hearing this, much of the fear Emily felt towards Lin Yu’an unknowingly dissipated, replaced by a deeper curiosity about the core of this man, about what kind of person he truly is.
"I told him before that I don’t mind if he seeks out other wives in the future to join our family."
Aliya brought the topic back: "But his reaction was slow, even sowhat resistant. I was worried about how to gradually get him to accept this concept."
She looked at Emily, her gaze becoming sincere: "So, in a way, your appearance may not be a bad thing."
"You are beautiful, excellent, a kind veterinarian—Whiskey and Honey like you, and it’s apparent that you also like Ethan and Olivia."
"The most important thing is..."
Aliya spoke word by word: "Between you and him, there’s already the deepest bond, forged by secrets and blood. You and he are true accomplices, a fact that even I cannot replace."
"So, Emily, I want to formally invite you to join our family."
Emily felt her worldview completely overturned and then reshaped at that mont.
She stamred: "Aliya... you... you don’t hate ? I..."
"Why should I hate you?" Aliya questioned back.
"Your silence kept my husband out of prison, and he saved your life. You both did what you had to do to survive."
"Moreover, I can see it in your eyes when you look at him—you don’t reject him. Why should I hate a woman who can love my children, love my husband, and share a life-and-death bond with him?"
Emily looked into Aliya’s eyes, honest and devoid of any impurity, her heart feeling incredibly complex.
This massive shock to her worldview still made it impossible for her to imdiately accept.
She had never thought that such a perspective on marriage could exist in the world. For a mont, she was sowhat afraid, afraid of joining a cult and being brainwashed.
She took a deep breath, striving to calm her chaotic emotions.
Finally, she responded in an equally sincere tone: "Aliya, thank you. Thank you for your honesty and... invitation. I... I need so ti to accept all this. It’s too sudden for ."
She looked at Aliya and put forward her own idea: "Perhaps... we can start as friends first?"
"Of course." Aliya gave a bright smile.
She knew she had succeeded. She stood up and gave Emily a warm hug.
"Welco, Emily. Starting as friends is also great."
An hour later, when Lin Yu’an and Bo returned with two dogs covered in mud, they saw this harmonious scene.
Aliya and Emily were sitting on the porch, drinking afternoon tea, eating muffins, and happily discussing how to create a more scientific dietary plan for Whiskey and Honey.
The sunlight bathed them warmly and peacefully.
Lin Yu’an watched this scene, and the last bit of his worry dissipated completely.
He couldn’t help but admire his wife’s skills and perspective, and he definitely intended to ask Aliya about how she managed it later that night.
Just then, a baby’s cry ca from the cabin.
"Oh, Ethan’s awake." Aliya imdiately got up to go inside.
Emily also instinctively stood up, her eyes showing a trace of concern.
Aliya looked back at her with a smile and issued a very natural invitation: "Emily, could you help ? Olivia will be waking soon, and I might be a little overwheld on my own."
This invitation was so natural that Emily couldn’t refuse.
She nodded and followed Aliya into the baby room filled with the scent of milk and wood.
Aliya skillfully picked up her crying son, Ethan, and started checking his diaper.
anwhile, her daughter Olivia also opened her eyes on cue and started to whimper.
"Could you pick her up for ?" Aliya pointed to Olivia’s crib.
"... ?"
Emily felt a bit flustered. Although she was a veterinarian and had held countless kittens and puppies, holding a soft human baby was a first.
"Of course, don’t be afraid, she’s very sweet." Aliya encouraged.
Emily took a deep breath, cautiously yet sowhat stiffly, and picked up little Olivia from the crib.
When the soft, warm little body leaned entirely into her arms, Emily felt her heart being struck by sothing.
An unprecedented, gentle emotion instantly filled her entire chest.
It seed little Olivia also enjoyed this new embrace—she didn’t cry or fuss, just looked curiously at Emily with those large light green eyes like her mother, and reached out a small hand to grab a lock of her golden-brown hair.
Aliya, while changing her son’s diaper, began her next step with a very natural tone.
"See, the children like you."
She smiled and said: "In the future, when the kids grow up, they’ll have not just a mom and dad but several moms to love them."
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