Sherry froze where she was, her face filled with shock and disbelief.
The fifth day of the fifth lunar month... how could it be this exact day?
The painful mories that tornted her instantly surged up, causing a sudden intense headache.
Sherry gritted her teeth, gripping the doorknob tightly, her breathing becoming tense and anxious.
She clearly rembered that her prematurely born son was also born on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month.
But... her son died shortly after birth. She had even seen his cold little body...
This is impossible...
Suddenly, the image of the chubby little boy from earlier flashed in her mind, and a pang of pain gripped her heart, her eyes turning red.
Her child...
This is impossible!
Sherry remained frozen at the door for a long, long ti...
...
"Dad, why isn’t the vixen leaving?" Young Nathaniel, in Yancy Shaw’s arms, couldn’t help but ask with innocent curiosity.
Yancy Shaw, however, didn’t answer, only stared intently at the figure at the door, his expression tense but with a hint of anticipation...
If... she really is his Raina, she would definitely stay because of this!
As he watched her back for a long ti, her playful voice suddenly ca through.
"Mr. Shaw, you really like to joke. What does your son’s birthday have to do with !"
With that said, she walked out.
Bang! The door closed with a loud sound.
Yancy Shaw’s face turned pale, staring at the closed door, unable to accept the reality.
Was she... not Raina?
Thinking this, a self-mocking smile crossed his face.
He was overthinking it.
Back then, he had watched Raina jump into the rapid river. As a woman who couldn’t swim, how could she have survived?
He still rembered not daring to blink as he searched the downstream of the river thoroughly, but couldn’t find her.
Later, the authorities inford him that the person had been found... clothing and DNA confird the deceased was his Raina, and he was asked to confirm.
At that ti, he was completely shattered, lacking the courage to face it.
Months later, as he visited again, broken and unrecognizable from self-tornt, he was told that her family had cremated her...
Recalling those heart-wrenching mories, a look of pain appeared on Yancy Shaw’s face again.
His Raina was gone, what was wrong with him... his heart strongly feeling that the woman nad Sherry was his Raina.
Raina loved him, if she were really alive, she wouldn’t not recognize him, nor would she abandon him and their son...
As he stood there, stiff all over, young Nathaniel in his arms sensed sothing, looking up at him with a face full of confusion.
"Dad..."
The sound of his son didn’t bring Yancy Shaw out of his pain.
At that mont, the phone in his trousers pocket suddenly began to ring.
But he seed not to hear it at all.
The little guy in his arms reached up to shake his neck and reminded him,
"Dad, your phone is ringing."
This ti, the little guy’s voice finally brought him back to his senses. He freed one hand and pulled the phone from his trouser pocket.
Seeing the number on the phone, it was from the clinic he had just visited.
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