Chapter 3

When I opened it, a limited edition luxury brand baby blanket appeared in front of me.

My eyes darkened.

After becoming a father, all the gifts Evelyn gave me were related to children.

She wanted to trap me step by step under the title of Ethan's father.

Two almost overlapping notification tones came from the phone.

There is news from the firm I communicated with before.

"I heard that Attorney Anderson had temporarily retired to take care of his children. I didn't expect that he would contact us on his own initiative."

"I believe that with your joining, we will be even more powerful."

“I wish us a pleasant cooperation.”

I replied to the message politely, exited the dialog box, and it showed that someone had added me as a friend.

The verification message is only five words long.

【My name is Noah.】

The moment I passed through, his message came.

There were spots of blood on one towel and traces of moisture on the bed sheet.

[Your wife said I could satisfy her better, so she wanted to give me her first time and had a hymen repair surgery.]

I understand his subtext.

A little boy who just graduated and has nothing.

Faced with Evelyn's advances, he thought he had won her whole heart and rushed over to show off his status.

Young people always have the courage of a moth flying into a flame.

Suddenly, I seemed to see myself when I was younger.

When I was sixteen, Evelyn and I became the only two students in the small town who were admitted to a key high school.

Evelyn's parents, who are middle school teachers, were so happy that they held banquets for three consecutive days.

But I didn't dare tell my parents the news.

When I was eight years old, my biological parents died early and I was adopted by my uncle.

The days of living under someone else's roof taught me early on how to read people's faces and do things accordingly.

There were three or five wine bottles at Uncle's feet. He looked at me while clinking glasses with Factory Manager Johnson.

"Damn it, my sister died a long time ago, leaving me with only a debt collector like you."

"Fortunately, it's a boy and he's strong. He should be able to get a good price, right?"

"Of course," Factory Manager Johnson responded, "He will give you 80% of his monthly salary and the remaining 10% will be the referral fee."

The two of us clinked glasses and chatted, and a few words described the trajectory of my life.

So Evelyn came to me excitedly and asked me when I would report.

I stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

The door suddenly opened, and Uncle's flattering voice came,

"My boy is good in every way. As long as you are ready, I will send him over immediately."

They looked at me as if I were a commodity.

"I'm not going to school. I'm going to work."

"Do you want to learn?" Evelyn's voice came timidly.

The response was buried in silence.

That night, Evelyn secretly opened the door. Under the night sky, her eyes were brighter than the stars.

"I brought the money, let's go to school."

When my parents were dying, they endured the severe pain and taught me to listen to my uncle.

But at that time, I just wanted to hold Evelyn's hand.

In high school, my accent and attire drew ridicule.

Evelyn is cheerful and sunny, and she quickly becomes friends with her city classmates.

Evelyn noticed my resistance and pulled me to a corner with a sullen face.

"Alexander, if you don't like me playing with them, I'll only play with you."

"Don't hate me."

Suddenly I seemed to have the confidence.

All the anxiety exploded at that moment.

I cried silently, and she waited quietly for me to vent all my emotions.

From then on, Evelyn would find me eating alone in the corner of the cafeteria.

Every day she drinks simple rice porridge with me.

Facing the strange looks from her classmates, Evelyn remained calm and resolute.