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.

his age, with a pair of distinctive

slept, his eyelashes fluttered gently, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

petals of a flower that bloom

sleep, oblivious

sat by the bed.

reached out and gently struck the boy’s hair.

her son,

was a preemie, born on

nail–biter for Agnes, but

brushed Nocturne’s cheek.

oxygen deprivation during the difficult birth, Nocturne was diagnosed with a rare disorder after

medical term was Atypical

his day sleeping, with

noticed that

sleeping, barely

baby, that’s kind

the same after his

feel that

top–notch doctors,

by neurological

hadn’t affected

contrary, Nocturne was a genius.

old, he had already learned two

even said he’s more gifted than they

was awake, he showed

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