After three years, Dianna Hollis t Christina Shaw again. Christina hadn’t changed much, dressed in a very form-fitting floral dress which accentuated her curves. She was stunningly beautiful, and over these three years, her aura of well-being had only grown, the kind nurtured by a man’s affection and prosperity.
Of course, Christina’s biggest change was the little boy she was holding by the hand—this was her and Cain Shaw’s son, Yuri Shaw.
"Daddy~" Yuri ran over and hugged Cain’s leg.
Cain had already let go of Dianna. He looked at Yuri, reached out to touch Yuri’s little head, "Yuri, what are you doing here?"
"Mommy brought here. Both Mommy and I miss Daddy." As he spoke, Yuri’s gaze fell on Dianna’s face, and with a frown of dissatisfaction, he said, "Daddy, who is this woman? She’s another vixen trying to seduce Daddy, isn’t she?"
Saying that, Yuri rushed forward and kicked Dianna directly, cursing coldly, "Hmph, vixen, shaless! Get out quickly! If you dare to seduce my daddy again, I’ll have Mommy and Grandpa tear you into pieces and throw you into the river to feed the fish. I’m not joking!"
Yuri stood with hands on his hips, his vicious deanor not at all like a three-year-old child.
Dianna truly got kicked and it hurt. Just then, Cain ca over, extended his large hand, grabbed Yuri by the collar, and pulled him aside, scolding in a deep voice, "Yuri, what are you doing? Who taught you to be so wild and rude?"
Yuri was wary of Cain; reprimanded like this, he imdiately pouted and looked at Christina.
At that mont, Christina ca over, kissed Yuri, and gently comforted him, "Yuri, you misunderstood, this sister is not a vixen, she is not a bad woman seducing your daddy."
Christina then looked at Dianna, "Miss Hollis, please don’t be angry, Yuri just loves his daddy too much, so he gets extre. But now, our family of three is very blissful; surely Miss Hollis wouldn’t want to be the ho-wrecking other woman, right?"
Dianna coldly watched Christina and Yuri, the mother and son duo. Yuri resembled Christina very much, but not at all like Cain. A three-year-old child with eyes full of cold, extre viciousness could only be attributed to Christina’s upbringing.
Now, Christina’s words carried an underlying aning that Dianna certainly picked up on. Even though she disdained Christina, the appearance of this mother and son also turned her into the kind of person she despised.
She admitted that that brief encounter three years ago moved her deeply. She had feelings for Cain, and that affection hadn’t faded a bit over the past three years.
Cain’s appearance was the most captivating ripple on the blank canvas of her emotions. After her father passed away, Cain took her in. Sotis she felt he was very much like her father, perhaps even more profound, towering, lonely, and dazzling. Before, she didn’t know what kind of man she would like; after eting him, she realized he embodied all her fantasies about n.
That night, from fear and resistance to obedience, she later wanted to tell him that she didn’t want to go ho with her mother; she wanted to stay by his side.
She didn’t know what kind of life path she wanted to take; she only knew she wanted to walk the path he was on now.
She never feared loneliness and danger. Though female, she wouldn’t beco his burden or weakness. She could walk alongside him in the dark nights, and perhaps soday, she could beco another him.
But, he didn’t want her.
Dianna admitted that when he pinned her against the wall just now, when his hand reached out toward her, ripples stirred in her heart anew; she was moved.
Now Yuri had kicked her, and Cain was shielding her, reprimanding his son. This only intensified her sense of sha at being the other woman.
Cain was married. He had a wife and a son!
Dianna had never felt such disappointnt and disgust with herself; she began to hate herself.
"Mrs. Shaw, rest assured, I have no relationship with Cain and won’t pose a threat to you." With that said, Dianna turned and left.
Watching Dianna’s figure disappear, Cain stood motionless for a long ti because he couldn’t move, nor could he pursue her.
The street lamps cast his shadow long across the path, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Christina didn’t know what was on Cain’s mind at the mont, but she imdiately recognized Dianna as the Tanya Sullivan of three years ago, the little new love Cain had successfully hidden for a long ti.
Earlier in the car, she had seen Cain and Dianna’s intimate scene. Her heart was already ablaze with jealousy, and in the car, she had instructed her son Yuri to go out and curse and kick Dianna later, and Yuri did very well.
Christina glanced in the direction where Dianna had disappeared, then ca forward and clasped Cain’s firm arm, acting sweetly, "Cain, bringing our son over must have given you a big surprise, let’s go ho."
Cain’s handso face bore no expression, his eyes deep as spilled ink. He reached out to embrace Christina’s shoulder, "Let’s go ho."
...
The family of three returned to the villa. A maid greeted them, "Sir, Madam, Young Master, you’re back. Dinner is ready; you can eat now."
"I’ve eaten already, you two go ahead." Cain left the mother-son pair behind, went upstairs, and directly entered the study.
"Mommy, does Daddy not like ?" Yuri asked Christina, feeling that Daddy was always lukewarm toward him.
Sothing flashed in Christina’s eyes; Cain certainly didn’t like Yuri because Yuri wasn’t Cain’s biological son.
Before eting Cain, Christina was a heartbreaker, having dated many boyfriends for the thrill of conquering n. When she married Cain, she had already been pregnant; the father of this offspring was unknown, but definitely not Cain.
"Son, your daddy loves you very much. Tonight, go to bed early, and Mommy and Daddy will make you a little brother or sister, okay?" Christina had always wanted to have a child with Cain, but she hadn’t gotten pregnant.
Yuri snorted, "Daddy not liking doesn’t matter, anyway, when Daddy dies, everything about the Shaw family will be mine."
Christina nodded in praise, "My son will achieve great things."
...
After dinner, Christina went into the room, washed herself, making sure she slled fragrant. Then she carried a cup of coffee and knocked on the study’s door.
"Co in." Cain’s deep, magnetic voice ca from inside.
Christina opened the door and entered. Cain was now sitting in a black leather office chair, smoking a cigarette in one hand and flipping through docunts with the other, showing the deanor of a big boss.
Christina was very satisfied with Cain. Only Cain could turn her, a heartbreaker, into a devoted spouse. Over the past three years, Cain expanded the Shaw family’s reach, claiming more territory, and his influence was unparalleled. Moreover, her life as Cain’s wife was... fulfilling and harmonious.
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