After a hearty meal, Magnus cradled Natalia''s soft body in his arms. His lips curled into a contented smile as he drifted into


    slumber.


    *


    In Ennd.


    James awoke leisurely, still sprawled across the canopy bed fit for a princess. Sitting up, the memories of the previous night with


    Ang flooded back—good lord, what a night it had been.


    He had lost all control with Ang, that girl with a tomboyish exterior and Herculean strength. Yet, in the throes of passion, she


    was enchanting, surrendering to his every whim. Such indulgence was foreign to him.


    Ang breezed in with clothes for James, her smile as radiant as ever. "James, | picked these out for you. Do they fit? If not, |


    can get others."


    James''s thoughts were elsewhere; he had been away for days, unsure of Magnus’ situation. He donned the clothes Ang


    brought and descended the stairs to find a feastid out on the table.


    "James, | hope these dishes suit your taste. I''ve hired a chef well-versed in your hometown''s cuisine," Ang said as James


    began to eat without a word.


    After the meal, he looked up at her. "Ang, | need to go to Hawaii to see Mr. Magnus. Please, don''t stand in my way any longer,


    okay?"


    Ang''s face creased with worry. "I don’t want you to leave. Our wedding day is nearing, and you haven''t met our daughter


    Vivian. I''ll bring her to see you today."


    James was taken aback by her piercing gray eyes. "Ang, a man''s ambition knows no bounds. Keeping me caged will never


    make me love you!"


    Despite her heartache, Ang nodded. "James, I''ll let you go, but you must return before the wedding. Can you promise that?"


    James knew well that if he left, returning would be thest thing on his mind. He was about to speak when the vi door swung


    open, and a middle-aged woman entered, cradling a one-year-old girl in her arms.


    His heart skipped a beat at the sight of the little girl. Her bright eyes were a mirror image of his own.


    "Vivian!" Ang took the child. "Say hello to Daddy."


    Vivian shyly peered at James and uttered, "Daddy..."


    James’ world shattered at the sound—Was she his daughter?


    Ang ced Vivian in his arms, and he held her gingerly. Vivian''s lightness was like that of a kitten, and her sweet scent


    instinctively drew him in.


    "Look at her, James. She''s the spitting image of you. | would gaze at Vivian''s face whenever | missed you. | swore I''d find you


    because | love you."


    James was at a loss, holding the delicate bundle. Vivian clung to his neck, her face pressing against his with a kiss. "Daddy..."


    Her affection quickened his pulse. "Yes, Vivian," he called her name without thinking.


    Ang''s eyes glistened. "She adores you, James. It''s a father-daughter bond. She''s never liked being held by anyone else. But


    look, she wants you. She''s even kissed you."


    James nodded, holding Vivian close on the couch, caught between two beautiful faces and their hopeful gazes. Perhaps it was


    time to reconsider his life''s direction. Would he marry Ang? Looking at Vivian''s cherubic face, how could he ever let go?


    Vivian simply stared at him, then offered a candy. "Daddy, have a sweet..."


    James waspletely defeated, "You can have it. Daddy doesn''t eat sweets."


    Vivian''s little mouth puckered, almost crying, because daddy didn''t want her candy. Daddy didn''t like Vivian.


    James immediately took the candy, "Okay, daddy will eat this. Vivian, don''t cry!" He took the candy, tore off the wrapper, and put


    itin his mouth, Vivian smiled shyly. As she smiled, a tear rolled down her little face,nding on James''s hand.


    This...


    James was stupefied, why would he and Ang, two such strong individuals, have such a frail child like Vivian. His heart melted.


    He gently wiped Vivian''s tears away, holding her tightly in his arms..


    Ang''sughter bloomed like a rose—Vivian had a way of keeping her daddy close.


    James stayed in Ennd for a week, bonding with Vivian. Her attachment to him grew, following him around, calling him


    "Daddy," which melted his heart.


    When it was time to leave for business matters, Ang didn’t stop him, but Vivian couldn''t bear to let go. "Please don''t go,


    Daddy. What will | do without you?"


    His heart melted. He had never expected to be so attached to such a sweet, tender little being.


    "Be good, Vivian. Daddy will be back soon," he reassured her, promising to return as he held her close, drying her tears.


    The moment James stepped onto


    the ne, his gaze lingered on the


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    of empathy for Magnus washed over


    him, understanding the years of toil


    and concern that had weighed on his


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    A monthter, James returned to


    Ennd and married Ang, settling


    into a life he had long yearned fir


    life with a wifegud''d Glighter Their


    Ike git Ivian, was now three years


    old and every bit her father''s


    doppelganger. With her cherubic


    cheeks and sparkling eyes, she was


    James in miniature form. Please read


    the original content at


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    James doted on Vivian, his love for her so fierce that even Ang sometimes felt a twinge of jealousy.


    On the day of the royal banquet,


    hosted by the Queen herself, Ang''s


    cousin brought his sqm|ayod)


    ApijeepeaBIdHed to getting his


    way. The pampered and unruly boy


    caught sight of Vivian ying by


    herself near the grand hall. Please


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    With a haughty stride, he approached her and scoffed, "Why do you have different hair and eyes? You look foreign!"