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After my boys were rescued, our daughter was born, and it came to light that Makar was related to the Yartsev family, almost a month passed.Tonight is New Year’s Eve, and we’re celebrating it all together in Oleg’s house.And “all together” truly means all together — us with the kids, Nazar, and Makar with his family as well. Valentina’s daughter and her husband are supposed to come too, along with my parents.A purely family holiday — and an enormous swarm of children!But the master of the house doesn’t mind it at all. Quite the opposite: like a proud overseer and ruler of an entire kindergarten, he watches the sudden baby boom in his home with contentment and joy.And who wouldn’t? Two pairs of mischievous twins and a tiny princess on top of that! A very proud grandfather.Could he ever have imagined — back in April — that by the end of the year he would gain five biological grandchildren, a beloved wife, and another son? Hardly.Of course, Mr. Yartsev’s relationship with Makar is

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Hearing this made my skin crawl, and tears blurred my eyes.How much this man had to endure from the very beginning of his life…Makar grew up surrounded by constant negativity and accusations. No wonder he started blaming his father for everything as well. His mother hammered those ideas so precisely and persistently into his impressionable, traumatized child’s mind that he had no reason not to believe her.They planned revenge together — for a long time, stubbornly.They wanted to find pressure points on the man, which is why Makar got a job at the Yartsev company. Only Makar thought they would target his father’s business or finances, while Svetlana had very different, far more radical intentions. She staged Varvara’s accident, and even her own son had no idea.Much later it became known that she had paid considerable sums to secure a position at the same agency Oleg used to find a nanny. And it took a lot of connections for her to enter the Yartsev home under another name and appe

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After everything that happened, everyone needed time to process the truth that had come to light.Svetlana was placed in a psychiatric hospital under strict supervision for mentally ill criminals, and most likely she will never leave it. The doctors who diagnosed her are convinced she is beyond recovery. Her illness had progressed for far too long and too severely, leaving only a pitiful shell of what once was a human mind.Marina recovered quickly from her concussion, and Viktor took her home. He was angry at us for the fact that his beloved got hurt, and explanations like our children were kidnapped too, and no one could have predicted this did nothing to calm him. A stubborn man, indeed.But the most important thing is that my friend is fine now, and we continue to stay in touch—though mostly by phone.The news of a new brother took Nazar by obvious surprise. And when he learned who it was, he could barely believe it at all. Still, there were no hysterics or scandals, and when he a

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Time moved on as usual. Outside it was already May again, and just a few days ago we celebrated Marina and Viktor’s wedding.The event was beautiful and unforgettable. I’m incredibly happy for my friend, because she is happy. She made a stunning bride and now a stunning wife. I just hope her husband treats her the way she deserves—because she certainly earned her happiness. The couple really wants children, and, quite logically, they’ve been working very actively on that. We stayed in Kremenchuk for a few days, visiting my parents, and I never actually saw Marina again—married life comes with marital duties, which my friend apparently can no longer escape.Nazar started visiting us more often. Maybe it’s jealousy toward the “new relative” everyone gets along with so well. Or maybe he finally realized that being close to family is better—here everyone has your back. They’ll support you, help you, give advice, and, honestly, no one minds if the brothers sneak off to have some “boys' tim

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Suddenly I couldn’t breathe. Shock swallowed me whole. But the girl wasn’t satisfied. She kept striking where it hurt most.“As you can see, Kirill got tired of you and your babies rather quickly. He told me so himself… and proved it,” Aisha said triumphantly, burning me with her smug stare as I reached for the next photo.This one showed my husband in what looked like a hotel room—he and Aisha on white sheets, having sex.My heart skipped several beats; I felt like I was drowning.My eyes blurred with tears, but for some reason I kept staring at the picture—letting it sear into my memory with unbearable pain.How?! After everything…Was it really all just an act for him?“These photos have already been sent to my father, and to yours—your still father-in-law,” Aisha smiled victoriously while I gasped for air. “Given their friendship and agreement… and the fact Kirill is sick of you, he’ll leave you and marry me. Those aren’t even my words—they’re his.”She laughed, slicing my soul op

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