Four

Chapter 4: The child is not biological?"Dad, did you hear me?" Charlie shook Ethan's hand, "Charlie wants to eat chocolate cake!"

Ethan looked away, lowered his head and looked at Charlie, with a low voice: "You have just gone away from your fever, so you can't eat yet."

Charlie was a little disappointed, pouted and stopped talking.

Ethan rubbed his head and said, "When your cold is completely gone, dad will buy it for you."

"Okay!" Charlie nodded obediently and did not mess around. He turned around and pointed at the cake cabinet and said, "Then let's buy mom's favorite strawberry cake today, okay?"

"Yes." Ethan responded, then asked the waiter to pack a piece of strawberry cake, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay.

During the whole process, he didn't even look at me.

I sat quietly, watching them for a moment.

The way Ethan patiently and gently coaxes his children is truly a model of a good father.

If their children had lived, would Ethan have looked at them with the same tenderness? The question tore through I, because I knew I would never receive an answer from the children I had lost.

If it were in the past, I would rush up to question Ethan immediately, but now I won't.

Ethan's ignorance had already given I the most intuitive answer.

The child named Charlie occupied all of Ethan's fatherly love.

He had long forgotten about twins. He had a new home and a new child, and he was no longer the qualified husband Ethan was.

Their marriage had deteriorated, and no amount of questioning and arguing meant anything.

However, seeing Ethan loving that child so tenderly, I couldn't do anything without resentment or resentment. I had already lost my own children!

Why did Ethan look so at ease?

Ethan seemed completely unaware of my resentment and hatred.

He walked out of the café with the cake in one hand and the child in the other.

Ethan's tall, straight back. Charlie beside him was walking briskly. The father and son walked step by step towards the Maybach beside the road, bathed in the sunshine.

The sight should have been heartwarming..

The young female part-time worker in the coffee shop watched the father and son, covered my face with both hands, and sighed: "Looking for a husband is to find a handsome man. Look at the handsome father and the handsome son. Invincible genes! Which woman is so lucky…"

The soft music in the café could not cover the part-time worker’s voice. Every word sounded like a mockery of me.

Rachel looked at me carefully. “Claire, are you okay?”

My pale lips pressed into a tight line. One hand curled into a fist, my nails digging into my palm.

In my memory, Ethan had always been a workaholic with a cold temperament. Yet as my husband, he asked his assistant to prepare gifts for me on every holiday, giving me the dignity and respect Mrs. Carter deserved. I had believed that was simply who Ethan was.

But reality had slapped me hard in the face over the past two days!

After five years of marriage and a pair of twins who died in infancy, it was still no match for the lover's obsession and the child's repeated calls of 'daddy'!

The phone in the bag vibrated.

I took out his phone and there was a text message.

Sent by Ethan.

【I will go back in the evening. 】

I stared at his message. It was not an explanation or an apology. It was an instruction—as though five years of marriage and one lifetime of grief could be reduced to a command.

I stared at those words and pulled my lower lip coldly.

A bitter laugh escaped me, carrying years of heartbreak with it.

Rachel looked at me. I couldn’t find any more words of comfort. Her eyes filled with pity for me.

At this time, Rachel's cell phone rang.

It was Daniel calling.

Rachel answered, "Daniel…what? You have a fever! It's okay, it's okay, the child is the most important thing. Don't worry, I will explain to my friend…"

I looked at Rachel. After I hung up the call, I asked, "What's wrong?"

Rachel put down her phone and looked at me helplessly. “My mentor said his daughter has a fever. He has to take the child to the hospital first. We’ll have to make another appointment.”

"Is your mentor married?"

"Not married, that child belongs to his first girlfriend." Rachel lowered my voice and leaned closer, "His first girlfriend entrusted the child to him before she died of cancer."

"You mean the child is not Daniel's biological child?"

"Of course not!"

As Rachel explained Daniel's situation, Rachel couldn't help but shake my head and sigh.

"They broke up after graduation. My mentor went abroad and she got married. I heard that she was diagnosed with cancer during pregnancy and gave birth to a girl. Her husband's family disliked her and her family was afraid of being dragged down. My mentor missed the old relationship and spent money to help her treat her illness. After her death, no one wanted the child, so my mentor adopted the child."

When I heard this, I subconsciously touched my belly.

Rachel went on to say: "The little girl is a premature baby, and it is difficult to take care of her because of her birth defects. I saw her last time when I went to my professor's house for a dinner. She is five years old and looks like two or three years old. She is too thin, but she is a beautiful child. She doesn't look like her mother… Well, in short, the child often gets sick. The doctor said that she is not adaptable to an unfamiliar climate and environment. After much trouble, my mentor finally decided to take the child back to the United States to settle down."

I admired him for being able to do this for an adopted child.

At least, after listening to Rachel's words, I felt that Daniel's character was beyond words.

As for his ability, there is no need to doubt it.

I decided to fight the divorce lawsuit with Daniel.

"Hey, you tell your mentor to take care of the child first. I can wait."

Rachel made an 'OK' gesture and said, "Okay, I'll send him a message."

…

After coming out of the coffee shop, I and Rachel separated.

I didn't go home, I still had something to do.

Downstairs of the 'YAH Jewelry' building, I parked the car and got out of the car with my bag.

This is a jewelry company founded by I and Ethan six years ago. I holds 61% of the shares, Ethan holds 30%, and the remaining 9% of scattered shares are held by other shareholders.

As the founder, I led the company to achieve amazing results in the first year of its establishment. That year, ‘YAH Jewelry’ entered the international jewelry rankings as a dark horse.

I trained Olivia step by step. When I was five months pregnant, I promoted Olivia to the vice president of the company and quit the workplace to raise the baby at home.

That day, Olivia held my hand with tears in her eyes and vowed, “I will never betray your trust or everything you’ve done for me. You can focus on your baby at home. I’ll protect the company with everyone. We’ll be waiting for you to come back and lead us to greater success.”

And now, as the founder of the company, I was standing in the lobby on the first floor, and was stopped by two security guards, who loudly shouted that no unrelated personnel were allowed to enter!

I looked at the two security guards coldly.

After all, five years is still too long. Everything that should change and shouldn’t change has changed.

Just as I was about to speak, the elevator door in the lobby opened.

A group of people headed by Olivia walked out of the elevator and walked straight this way.