บท 287: Chapter Two Hundred And Eighty-seven: Getting Married

The third point of view:

I was still giddy after meeting my kids. Truthfully, I had felt nervous to meet them at first but now, I couldn't let them go.

"Your mom told me you're Ailee," I said to the little girl who survived the bullet wound - my heart still aches for her. Her brother sat at her bedside, regarding me with his skeptical gaze. However, I now understood what Victor, my private investigator meant by "He was my replica". It was like staring at the younger version of myself. Even if I had reason to doubt Reina, there was no need to conduct a DNA test on this one.

My amber orbs, strong jawline, and brown hair, he had it all. I could almost say the same for my temperament except Allen was quiet and slightly cold - that trait must have been inherited from his grandfather Adam.