Super Wife’s Three Babies

Olivia was initially not convinced. Compared to Henry saying that she was not his biological daughter, she was more prone to believing that he was just trying to use any method he could to save Anna. It was not until… she opened the cloth bag and saw the necklace inside that she finally believed him! This necklace is strangely familiar. Isn’t this sapphire necklace from Eurosia?

She had stolen this very necklace six years ago. A young girl had claimed that it was the last memento from her late mother and the young girl’s tears had softened her heart. Thanks to that moment of compassion, she brought a fake back instead. The incident itself had nearly. caused George to be beaten to death. It was only because they later met the main doctor that they were still alive today.

Why is this necklace here, though? She weighed the necklace in her hand and studied the workmanship. Why do I have this strange feeling that this necklace feels more genuine than the one the princess of Eurosia has? Eugene saw the doubt in her eyes and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Do you have a magnifying glass?” He did not understand the reason for Olivia’s request, but he responded nevertheless and sent somebody to grab a magnifying glass. Afterward, he simply watched her quietly as she carefully examined the necklace. She looked so focused that one who did not know better would have mistaken her for an expert.

long while later, she finally raised her head and looked at Henry. “Did you say that this necklace was found on me? Henry nodded. “Yes,

glanced at Amy lightly. “It feels like something worthless. Not to mention, it doesn’t feel that old

an old adoption certificate from his other pocket and placed it on the table. Pushing it over to Olivia, he explained, “I’m not lying to you. I can’t possibly lie to you about something like this. The necklace is yours, so you can keep it. Perhaps,

certificate. The names of the adopter and the adopted were clearly written on it with a photo depicting a family of three. She reached out and fondly stroked Grace’s face with her fingers. Mom, thank you for loving me as though I were your biological daughter. Her tears unexpectedly burst forth. Before she could even reach up to wipe them away, the crystal-clear teardrops fell onto the

we first saw you. The truth was that your mother had been having fertility issues for a while. For many years, we traveled the entire country and went to various hospitals for examinations and treatments. But, all our efforts were to no avail.

the doctor’s office. That was when we saw you in the doctor’s office. You were wrapped in a small blanket. Your beautiful face was clean and fair; your large eyes flickered every now and then. Not to mention, you were neither crying nor making

you and kissed you, constantly saying that you looked exactly like her. We