Chapter 483

Four years later-

In a high–rise apartment in downtown Manhattan.

The alarm went off and Agnes got up immediately. After a war–like hot shower, she felt refreshed.

It’s the weekend.

In theory, she could have a lie in.

However, today there’s some serious business to take care of.

Agnes got dressed, headed to the kitchen, and whipped up a sandwich for breakfast.

Then, she ventured into the other room.

Agnes opened the door and stepped inside.

A little boy was lying on the bed.

The kid was ridiculously cute.

His hair was fluffy and soft, and his facial features were well–defined.

Most kids at four or five years old still have those chubby baby faces.

face was mature for his age, with a pair of distinctive eyebrows

gently, like a butterfly flapping its

was as tender as the petals of a flower that bloom

in a deep sleep, oblivious to Agnes‘

sat by

out and gently struck the boy’s hair.

her son, Nocturne.

preemie, born

nail–biter for Agnes, but luckily, she pulled

hand brushed Nocturne’s cheek.

Nocturne was diagnosed with a

was

of his day sleeping, with very

noticed that this kid was not like the others.

sleeping,

that’s

the same

to feel that something

Nocturne to a bunch of top–notch doctors,

believe it was caused by

affected Nocturne’s

contrary, Nocturne

he had already learned

even said he’s more gifted than they were

awake, he showed an extraordinary

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