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I Don't Want the Children

That night was long, very long...

Early the next morning, Bryan arrived and pulled her up from the bed.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing Eve's pale and lifeless face, Bryan couldn't help but frown.

Eve couldn't focus her eyes, and she looked toward Bryan following the sound, but his face remained blurry.

She opened her mouth, trying to say something, but for some reason, no sound came out.

Bryan lifted Eve and took her into the bathroom, washed her face, and then carried her downstairs to have breakfast, prepared by the nanny.

"Listen to me," Bryan sighed, holding Eve's hand, and continued, "Your mother... passed away last night."

Eve was silent for a moment, slowly looking at Bryan.

This time, she finally saw his face clearly.

However, it felt unfamiliar.

She knew who he was, yet many things related to him seemed forgotten.

"Last night..."

"At 4:30 am, the nursing home called me."

Eve nodded. "Alright."