The door to the restroom abruptly opened; I heard it right before I could answer Dominic's question. And exactly as I had anticipated, a woman who looked identical to me but had no expression on her face appeared. She gave me many glances, as though the expression on my face was something she saw daily. She was dressed in a robe and was using a towel that she had folded into a cloth to pat dry her dripping wet hair. The length of her hair was comparable to mine as if we were one. Because she may have expected my visit to Dominic's apartment today, she may have already prepared for my arrival, but either way, she was ready for me when I arrived. Because if it were me, a normal person, the amount of pressure would be impossible for me to bear seeing a different person with the same face as mine. Of course, I resemble her, and it seems as though I'm just reflecting on what I see in the mirror. I have the feeling that she is aware of the reason why I am in this predicament."You're here.

Her words of warning had no relevance to my decision-making at all. I courageously confronted her. When I imagine the expression on her son's face, I can't help but feel both furious and sorry for him since I know that knowing his mother's personality is like this must bring him a great deal of emotional distress. I now see that how his biological mother interacted with him was the reason why he demanded much of my undivided attention in the past. Even if he were the nicest boy in the world, he wouldn't deserve to have a mother like her. The experience of meeting his biological mother was one of those things that I ought not to have had. After giving it some more thought, I couldn't help but feel terrible for him. It just made me feel more sorry for him at that moment. "Wake up, woman! He comes from your body! He is part of your flesh and blood, and yet the way you have described how you will be giving him up makes it sound as if he is of no importance to you at all. Is there somethi

My gaze quickly focused on the ring finger of my left hand. She had a valid point. Because it has their wedding ring on it, if Lucas were to come here to the scene, he would still think that I am his wife, even though his real wife is in front of him. Unless they have a connection deep in their hearts."Do you think I can't remove—""Then give it a shot, and let us see what happens."She stopped me abruptly from my sentence."Adeline—"She intruded on me once more in the middle of my statement."What do you want, fake Adeline?" "Is it possible for us to have a serious discussion?""Sure."My forehead wrinkled at how short her reply was. Is she only laughing at me now?"Would you be able to respond to the sincerity of my inquiry?"She did not respond and just played deaf."Are you familiar with me? Do you know who I am?"She raised the corner of her mouth and furrowed one of her eyebrows as she did so. She may believe that I am an easy person to manipulate and that I can be their pupp

As I shake my head, my eyes keep drifting down to his physical appearance. I evaluated him in great detail, from head to toe. Actually, he was a handsome man as well, but in comparison to Lucas, I find Lucas to be more endearing and charming than him. It's impossible for me not to wonder what it is about him that makes Adeline fall for him. In my opinion, he is a representative example of a typical grown man in town. "Dominic, you are not nice at all in any way. Do you wish to know the reason behind it?"He didn't answer. Based on the expression on his face, my tone of voice could possibly come across as mocking to his ear."Despite the fact that you are aware that your actions could endanger the marriage of your closest buddy, you have succeeded in luring the attention of his wife. Luke was not on your mind, but I recently found out that you are one of his godfathers. What happened?"He threw some serious glances at me as if asking me to shut my mouth, but I did not."And being one

His comments caused me to chuckle in a feeble way. Although he is still young, he is skilled in the art of fluttering people's hearts. I managed not to suppress the smile on my face, which had become even wider. I gave him a slight pat in response."Really? How about we try this question-and-answer part, Luke?" I gestured to him while placing my hand under my chin. "Among the two of us, which one do you love more than the other, and you couldn't live without it by your side? Is it me, or should you tell me it was your dad? Be honest."After a brief period of silence during which he seemed to be considering the most appropriate response for me, he eventually spoke."Before, it was only Daddy, but now I will choose you, Mommy."Oh, and he's great at making me feel proud of myself. That is a great answer. Perhaps the fact that we are so close to one another at this point was the reason behind his choices. I treated him so kindly, and that is why."Really? When he hears you, your dad is g