Vincent Rossi walked in, carrying the chilling cold of the outside air with him.Today was our sixth wedding anniversary, which I'd reminded him of this morning. Yet, he didn’t even glance at the candleholders and dinner set out on the dining table. Instead, he walked straight over, bent down, and pulled his adopted son, Liam Rossi, onto his lap.“Did you have a good day today? Did Mom bully you?”That was his daily routine question. In the past, I always thought he was joking, but after dying and being sent back in time, I finally understood that those were warnings. He was constantly terrified that Liam would be mistreated while he was away.Only after Liam shook his head did Vincent finally set him down, relieved. Then, Vincent turned to me and said, “Selena, make sure you personally iron Liam’s equestrian attire for the equestrian club tomorrow. None of those servants are as careful as you.”Used to that treatment, Liam trotted back to his room, clutched his newly bought eques
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