I looked up at them and saw Ava's little hand slowly wrapping around Matthew's neck. Her tiny face was snuggled up to Matthew's neck.This revealed Ava's true feelings. She still loved Matthew. Atlas was right—blood is thicker than water.I watched as Matthew talked to her, lifted her, and kissed her. She remained still and nestled in Matthew's neck. They looked very affectionate together.After all, it had been about a year since they had last seen one another.I couldn't understand my own emotions at this moment.Atlas comforted me, "Don't worry, Ava is ours!"I watched their every move from a distance as Ava lifted her head from Matthew's shoulder. She even reached out and wiped Matthew's face.My heart honestly ached. Why had fate been so cruel to me?After chatting for a while, I saw Matthew walking toward us while holding Ava. He looked at me and then at Atlas. Matthew lowered his eyes and asked, "... Can I make a request? I..."My heart skipped a beat. Just as I was a

I fell asleep in this state, haunted by bizarre nightmares. One moment, I couldn't find Ava. In the next, Atlas was nowhere to be found.In another dream, I was a beautiful little girl, walking hand in hand with a handsome young man. We appeared to be heading home together after school, jumping and skipping happily as we entered a grand gate.The gate was truly magnificent. As we ran inside, we saw many people rushing back and forth, but I couldn't see their faces.The young man released my hand and ran towards a small building. I called after him while chasing him inside.There was a lot of mist. I wanted to yell, but nothing came out. White fog covered everything, making it impossible for me to locate the young man. I was nervous.I saw a beautiful woman looking back at me through the mist. Her appearance was so clear, and I murmured, "Mom!"She smiled and walked inside. Her face was beautiful. I wanted to ask her where the young man was, but she entered the small building, and

My heart raced and my face flushed at his words. Damn it! He was flirting.He effortlessly carried me while he ran, his incredibly handsome face showing a hint of sweat. But still, his breathing was calm, regular, and not erratic in the slightest.His demeanor fascinated me. When he held me, the muscles in his upper arm bulged, exuding a powerful feeling that sent me into a reverie. I couldn't resist pinching him, intoxicated by his strength.He glanced at me, lifted me, and kissed me.He didn't set me down until we got to the main road that led to the main building. He grinned mischievously and said, "There you go. Isn’t your husband great? Now you know why he lasts so long in 'battle'.""Get lost! You’re always telling dirty jokes!" I gave him a fierce punch and blushed, running toward the main building.I quickly had breakfast after a quick shower, changed into clean clothes, and took care of Jenny. I was planning to head to the kindergarten with Jenny in tow.Atlas checked t

I couldn't help but laugh at myself.There were simply too many "ifs." I wouldn’t have caused my daughter to experience a fate like this without so many deviations. Fate had been unfair to me, tormenting me and then subjecting my daughter to the same.All because of the man in front of me.Matt was the one who made me feel disgust from the bottom of my heart.He had made this decision himself. His grievances had nothing to do with me.I stopped talking to him. There was a reasonable saying: when the words don't fit, there's no need to force any more. I thought of everything I did for Matt as a favor to my daughter.Coincidentally, Atlas had just finished sending Ava off, and he strode out. Matt forced a bitter smile, looking at Atlas and bowing slightly, "Thanks for handling the lawsuit, Mr. Atlas. I'll entrust my daughter to you from now on.""She’s my daughter too." Atlas replied firmly.Matt's mouth twitched again."Well, I won't disturb you any longer." Matt took a dee

I understood Mr. Cameron's intention. He hoped his son could meet me.Soon, Mr. Cameron's assistant returned and informed us that his son would join us shortly.Mr. Cameron promptly invited us to his office, and I was once again surprised. His office was very grand. On the other side of the spacious office was the product display area for Jaxford Doors's many doors. As soon as we entered the office, we were greeted by samples of the doors they had produced.It was practically a history of the development of the door industry. I was awestruck. It was an excellent example of professionalism.This was something Yorksen couldn't compare to at all.I silently rejoiced that I had found a like-minded business partner.I told my colleague, Eleanor, "If only our main materials suppliers could all be this high quality. We must choose to engage with manufacturers like this. We have to reorganise our partners when we get back. Let's examine every one of them. We have to eliminate any that are belo