“Tomorrow, we will return to Wiltspoon with Sonny.” Serenity made the decision to
leave FC Manor with her nephew. Children were forgetful, and when they returned to
Wiltspoon, the two little children couldn’t play together, and Sonny forgot the secret
behind Titus quickly.
Zachary looked at her and said, “If I say yes, I’m afraid that you will say that I wish you
could go back. If I say no, I’m worried that Sonny will ask Titus out of curiosity and
then lift Titus’s clothes to take a look. A child’s curiosity is very strong.”
“If I hadn’t accidentally learned about this, I would like to go back on the date originally
planned.” Serenity had no idea she’d set Titus off like that. The clothes, she knew the
secret of Titus’s back, no need to ask, the person who tattooed that pattern on Titus’s
back had to be Titus’s relative.
In Zachary’s words, who would be willing to tattoo that thing on such a young child
unless it was absolutely necessary.

“Don’t be too nervous, just play for two more days. You don’t have to be afraid.”
Zachary comforted his beloved wife, “Maybe this is God’s arrangement.”
It was too soon for Serenity to leave, and Jane agreed with her. Tomorrow, Jane
would take the children to Yves’s house to play with Iris, and if she changed her mind
temporarily, it would be easy for people to become suspicious.
Serenity: “Then let’s play for two more days.”
Zachary hummed, “Don’t think so much, go to bed early.”
He sat down next to his wife, hugged her, and then whispered in a low voice: “In
someone else’s house, I’ll spare you for the time being.”
Serenity hurriedly pushed him away and lay down next to Sonny.
Zachary smiled lowly.
No more words for one night.
The night passed, and the rising sun ushered in, and a new day began.
…..
Jensburg.
Hayden was still in a dream when she was awakened by the phone ringing.
She was extremely irate. She could take a good rest and sleep in late because she
wasn’t typically busy at work on Sundays.
As a result, someone called her early in the morning.
Without even opening her eyes, she took the phone, gave it a habitual swipe to the
right, placed it to her ear, and said coldly.: “Hugh, you better have something big.”
The person who called her was either her parents or Hugh.
“Mr. Queen, it’s me.” Kevin’s voice came.
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