"I will be very satisfied to just be his friend and take care of him. I've never thought of marrying him in this life at all. I won't defile him, much less fight your daughter, Yvonne, for a mother's love. I won't do any of that. Don't worry. If you think that I'm ugly and you don't want to see me, I can also not appear in front of you. I can do that. It's enough for me to confirm regularly that you're still doing well and you're healthy in all aspects. I…only have this little request."

She said that so very sincerely that tears were welling up in Vincent and Helena's eyes.

"Helena…" Vincent choked a little.

Helena looked at Vincent. "Hmm?"

"Do you believe in relationships by blood?" Vincent asked. Helena was speechless.

"I know that our daughter's whereabouts are still unknown today. If our daughter didn't appear, we can't simply take another girl as her. However, why do I keep feeling that Mila is our daughter? Even if her DNA is unlike ours, why do I still feel that she's Yvonn