Is there any clear evidence that Edwin’s ex–wife’s two children were killed by Dorothy? <b>And </b>I asked you to look into the cause of death of Jenny’s ex–husband’s daughter and find solid proof. After reading the message, Adrian sent a reply to hisContent bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
friend.
The person on the other side <b>was </b>silent for a while, and then finally spoke up, feeling it was somewhat difficult. [I had someone investigate it for a long time and found some vague information<b>, </b>but it’s almost impossible to get exact evidence since so many years have passed.]
[I can pay more.] Adrian replied without hesitation.
Then I’ll talk to them again. His friend replied.
[Thank you.] Adrian replied. As soon as he sent the message, the door to his room creaked open slightly, and a small, fluffy head peeked in from behind the door.
Hearing the sound, Adrian turned around and saw the little boy’s face, which looked almost identical to his own–just in
miniature form. He mediately softened. “Damian Adrian stood up and walked toward the little boy.
When he reached the door, Adrian squatted down, one hand gently resting on the boy’s shoulder while he pushed the door open with the other. “What’s wrong?”
“I want to eat ice cream!” the little boy said, his voice bright and cheerful.
Adrian took a breath and hesitated for a moment. Then he responded, “But your mother doesn’t allow you to have any.”
“I want ice cream!” the little boy insisted.
After a moment of thought, Adrian picked him up. “Are you thirsty? Daddy will get you some water.”
Adrian carried the little boy into the living room, carefully cing him on the sofa before turning to pour water. He poured a <b>ss </b>of water for the child and deliberately used two cups to cool the water before turning back and handing it to the boy.
Isabe taught him this method. Isabe is the mother of his son.
Six months ago, he had a strange encounter when he found a lost child on his way home. The child was only three years and standing alone in the street.
Inexplicably, he thought of Becky’s two
ildren, and somehow he feltpelled to walk out of the store and bring the child back from the street before taking him to the police station. When he arrived at the police station, he exined that this was <b>a </b><b>lost </b>child.
old.
However, he was met with suspicion from the police. They all stared at him and the child’s face repeatedly. Ultimately, they educated both him and the child about safety, making sure not to scare such young kids.
Adrian felt confused at that moment. It took him a while to realize that the little boy looked almost exactly like him.
The police then coaxed him to answer many questions. Only after listening to his story did they understand that he had been with his mother since <b>childhood </b>and had never known his father. One policeman held back for a long time before suggesting that they do a paternity test because the resemnce was too striking. To convince <b>Adrian</b>, the man even took pictures of them standing next to each other.
<b>Looking </b>at the photo, <b>Adrian </b>felt a rush of realization. This child looked so much like him.
The police asked the child’s age, and when he replied “three years old,” they inquired if Adrian had done <b>anything </b>significant three years <b>ago</b>:
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Initially, Adrian wanted to say no–he had never been in a rtionship. But just <b>as </b>the words were about to escape his lips, a sudden memory shed in his mind. Three years ago, while gathering evidence for a case, something unexpected had happened.
“Could <b>that </b>child be from that night<b>?</b>” <b>Adrian’s </b>heart raced at the thought.
Now in his thirties, his parents had been pushing him to get married and start a family.
He <b>had </b>always thought it didn’t matter–living alone was fine for him. But when he saw his child standing there in front of <b>him</b>, he felt <b>an </b>overwhelming mix of happiness and surprise.
The child was too young to remember his mother’s contact information, making it hard to find her right away. So, Adrian decided to take a <b>sample </b>of the child’s hair and do a paternity test. He asked his friend for help, and soon the results came back: the <b>child </b>was his biological son. <b>This </b>child, who had suddenly appeared in his life, was truly his own.
The police quickly learned the news and everyone was shocked, though it felt like a normal oue since the father and son looked so much alike.
Adrian’s mother must have been very worried about the missing child. In the days that followed, he kept a close watch on the situation at the police station, eager to <b>learn </b><b>more </b>about the child’s mother.
They waited all day until midnight, and finally, she arrived at the station in a panic. The mother had been searching for her child for a long time without sess; he had been missing for over twenty–four hours.
After Isabe reported her missing child, she broke down and sobbed in the police station. This was the anguish of a mother who had lost her child. She was scared and desperate, not knowing what to do. Every part of her was trembling–her voice, her hands, her feet. She was terrified <b>because </b>her baby was gone
“Mom!” The child, still by Adrian’s side at that moment, spotted the woman and immediately ran over.
Seeing her lost child, Isabe was taken aback. She clutched him tightly, almost squeezing him in her embrace.
Later, Adrian pestered them. Now that they had a child, he believed it <b>was </b>his responsibility to work hard and provide for them aplete family. But when he first saw Isabe again, memories of that night flooded back, and he realized he didn’t care as less about love as he thought he did.
Unfortunately, winning <b>over </b><b>a </b>girl isn’t easy, especially one whose heart has been broken. But he was determined. After spending more than <b>half </b>a year getting to know Isabe, she began to trust him more and more. Sometimes, when life got busy, she would let him <b>take </b>care of the child, even teaching him some parenting tips, like how to cool baby water.
At the <b>start</b>, he was inexperienced and made plenty of mistakes. But <b>now </b>he felt much more confident.
Christopher took the water Adrian handed <b>him</b>, drank a few sips, and then made his way back to his room.
<b>In </b>the past six months, Adrian had adjusted to this routine, but he still <b>followed </b>him in. He took out some Lego and began to y with Damian.
Isabe had always been the sole caretaker of the child. With her busy work schedule, she barely had time to y with him.
During these months, Adrian noticed signs that Damian might be struggling psychologically, appearing quite withdrawn. Aside from eating, drinking, and using the bathroom, he spent most of his time alone in his room, avoiding conversation and ignoring anyone who tried to engage with him.
After discussing his concerns with Isabe, they decided to take Damian to the hospital together. The doctor reassured them that the issues weren’t too severe but rmended that adults needed to pay more attention to the kid. Spending quality time with him <b>would </b>help his personality slowly develop in a positive way.