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“My dad’s surname is Nie,” Nameless Nie replied.

“But isn’t your father’s surname Ling?” Ling Miao glanced at him.

“Eh, my dad’s situation is a bit special… You can take it as I took my mom’s surname.” Nameless Nie’s expression was a bit awkward.

“I also took my mom’s surname. Is there a problem?” Ling Miao said detachedly.

“What I meant was… where did your dad go?” Nameless Nie was blunt.

Ling Miao pondered over it fo ...

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Molitia Clemence was born sickly.

She forgot to cover herself with a blanket and caught a cold. She woke up next to her husband after 10 days just because of a slight cold.

Molitia barely survived between the thin threads of life and death. When she opened her eyes, she noticed that her husband was somehow acting differently than usual…?!

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“Have you eaten?” (Husband)

“Yes.” (Molitia)

“This is the belly of a person who ate?” (Husband)

He frowned as he stroked her flat lower abdomen. He held her wrist carefully, as if it would break. His voice rose.

“Why is your wrist so thin? Are you even human?” (Husband)

“That’s…” (Molitia)

“Butler!” (Husband)

The butler rushed to his angry voice, fidgeting with his wrists.

“Get me food for my wife to eat. Something that will help her stay healthy. Anything is fine.” (Husband)

Molitia’s mouth opened at her husband’s words, but no sound came out. ‘I just had a meal?’