You got your marriage certificate and then abandoned me? I'll feed the richest woman in the wor

The old butler took out a pure white handkerchief that he always carried with him.

He hastily wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

He did not help the man on the ground who was almost kneeling down.

Because he knew that no one could take this hurdle for him.

You can only tough it out on your own.

The heavy door to the delivery room seemed to separate the worlds of the living and the dead.

Time has turned into sticky glue.

Every passing second was tearing at Chen Yuan's already taut nerves, which were on the verge of snapping.

The clock on the wall.

The clock hand slowly climbed from twelve o'clock to two o'clock in the afternoon.

The smell of Lysol in the corridor made my stomach churn.

Chen Yuan maintained that position of covering his face with his hands for a full two hours.

He did not speak again.

Even the frequency of breathing was deliberately suppressed to the lowest possible level.

I was afraid that even a heavy breath from myself would be too much.

Everything would disturb the girl on the other side of the wall who was fighting for her life.

Only the occasional fine beads of cold sweat seeping between the fingers.

This reveals the agonizing hell he is currently in.

"Wow--!"

Sudden.

A clear and loud baby cry.

Like a sharp sword, it instantly pierced the suffocating silence in the corridor.

It penetrated the thick soundproof door.

It slammed straight into Chen Yuan's eardrums.

Before the people outside the corridor could react...

"Wow—ah!"

Immediately following was a second, slightly higher-pitched but equally vibrant cry.

Two cries mingled together.

Wandering through the sterile corridor.

Chen Yuan's hands, which were covering his face, suddenly froze.

It felt as if someone had pressed the pause button.

He slowly lowered his hand.

In those bloodshot, dark eyes, an unbelievable mix of ecstasy and lingering fear burst forth.

The taut back sprang up instantly.

My legs had become numb from maintaining the same posture for so long.

He had just stood up when he stumbled.

That ruthless man on the dark web.

He tripped over his own foot with his left and almost fell on the smooth tiles.

But he couldn't care less about any of that.

There wasn't even a gesture to pat the pant leg.

He rushed straight to the red emergency door.

Click.

The emergency door was pushed open from the inside.

Su Qingqing took off the medical mask that was stained with a few drops of blood.

His previously tense face now blossomed into a radiant smile of relief.

Behind the gold-rimmed glasses, a deep weariness and joy shone in his eyes.

"Mr. Chen, congratulations."

Su Qingqing raised her voice, her excitement barely concealed.

"Twins!"

"The older brother weighs five catties and eight taels, and the younger sister weighs five catties and two taels."

"Mother and child are safe!"

Mother and child are safe.

These four words are like a spring breeze.

It instantly dispelled all the gloom and fear that had been swirling in Chen Yuan's mind for months.

He only felt a buzzing in his ears.

He didn't even hear what Su Qingqing said next.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

He reached over Su Qingqing's shoulder.

She pushed open the two doors and rushed into the delivery room like a whirlwind.

The temperature inside the delivery room was set very high.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and disinfectant.

Two nurses were holding a baby who had just been cleaned and was wrapped in swaddling clothes.

I'm going to show it to the family.

"Mr. Chen, look, there are so many babies..."

The nurse hadn't finished speaking.

Chen Yuan darted past them like a gust of wind.

Not even a single extra glance.

None of it was given to the two little lives he had been longing for for nine months.

His gaze was fixed on the operating table in the center of the delivery room.

Shen Wanzhou lay there quietly.

Her once fair and rosy cheeks were now completely bloodless.

It was as pale as a sheet of paper soaked in water.

His long, black hair was completely soaked with sweat, clinging to his forehead and neck in strands.

His breathing was weak and rapid.

She even bit her lips so hard that she got several deep, bloody cuts.

It was obvious that he had just gone through an extreme period of exhaustion, like being skinned alive.

Chen Yuan's legs felt like they were filled with lead.

Every step seemed so difficult.

He walked to the bedside.

His tall frame showed no hesitation.

He knelt down on one knee beside the cold operating table.

His knee hit the tile with a dull thud.

He stretched out his large hands, which were still trembling slightly.

The fingers, with their distinct knuckles, moved carefully.

It was as if I were holding the most fragile treasure in the world.

He cupped Shen Wanzhou's pale face in his hands.

"Wanzhou..."

Chen Yuan's voice was hoarse and had a heavy nasal tone.

His Adam's apple bobbed violently up and down.

The layer of ice that had held firm for nine months in his eyes melted the moment he saw her looking so weak.

It completely melted into scalding hot steam.

A tear, without warning, slid down the man's deep eye.

It hit Shen Wanzhou's forehead, which was soaked with sweat.

"You've worked so hard... I'm sorry you've suffered..."

He lowered his head.

His slightly cool, thin lips pressed reverently and tremblingly onto her forehead.

This kiss was devoid of any lust.

Only a deep-seated heartache and lingering fear remain.

Shen Wanzhou, whose eyes were originally closed, felt the warmth coming from her forehead.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly twice.

He slowly opened his eyes a crack.

Vision is still blurry.

But when she saw the man kneeling on one knee in front of her, his eyes red and swollen.

A soft light instantly appeared in those weak, peach-blossom eyes.

She didn't look at the child in the nurse's arms.

Instead, she laboriously lifted her limp hand, which still had an IV line inserted.

My fingertips touched the moisture at the corner of Chen Yuan's eyes.

"Don't cry..."

Her voice was as soft as a breeze, revealing a hint of weakness from having just given birth.

She tried to curl the corners of her mouth upwards, revealing shallow dimples on her cheeks.

"I'm fine... Isn't our baby beautiful?"

Chen Yuan grasped that cold little hand.

Stick it on your cheek.

The warmth of her skin soothed the coolness of her fingertips.

"I didn't see it."

Chen Yuan shook his head, his tone carrying an undisguised stubbornness and domineering nature.

"Not as good-looking as you."

In the eyes of this living Yama, what does the continuation of bloodline matter, or the Shen family having successors?

None of that mattered as much as the woman in front of him frowning.

If giving birth means she has to suffer so much.

He would rather never have those two little brats in his life.

Standing to the side, Su Qingqing and the nurses heard this shameless "wife-protecting" speech.

They looked at each other.

They saw undisguised smiles in each other's eyes.

Even after becoming a father, Mr. Chen's jealousy and favoritism haven't changed at all.

She's even jealous of her own newborn child.

a few days later.

The early summer breeze carried away the smell of medicine from the room.

The master bedroom on the second floor of Genting Manor.

It was rearranged into an extremely cozy nursery and postpartum care center.

Sunlight streamed through the huge French windows, pouring onto the carpet without reservation.

It gave the entire room a warm, golden glow.

Chen Yuan, wearing a white cotton T-shirt, sat on the edge of the large double bed.

His hands, capable of upending a nation's financial system on the dark web.

At this moment, they are steadily supporting two small, soft swaddled babies, one on each side.

On the left is the older brother wearing a blue shirt.

The girl on the right is the little sister wearing a pink dress.

The two little ones had just finished eating and drinking.

Right now, she's sleeping soundly with her eyes closed in her father's broad arms.

Her little mouth would occasionally smack twice unconsciously.

It made a soft "tsk tsk" sound.

Shen Wanzhou was wearing a beige silk nightgown.

My body has recovered considerably.

She leaned on Chen Yuan's shoulder, her head gently resting in the crook of his neck.

Those shimmering, peach-blossom eyes looked at the two little lives in Chen Yuan's arms.

Her eyes shone with an unyielding maternal tenderness.

"Look, your brother's eyebrows look just like yours, they're always furrowed, like a little old man."

She stretched out her fair index finger and gently poked her brother's soft cheek.

His voice carried an undisguised smile.

"My sister's nose looks like mine."

Chen Yuan turned his head slightly.

His deep black eyes gazed at the smiling girl beside him.

He looked down at the two lives in his arms that had carried on their bloodline.

I was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage on that snowy winter night.

From five years of compromise to the bloodshed on the dark web.

He originally thought that he was destined to spend his life in coldness and killing.

Until that day, at Genting Resort.

The girl who didn't even dare to leave her room, huddled under the covers, trembling with fear.

Through the crack in the door, I handed him a black card with his birthday password written on it.

that moment.

The gears of fate have completed their perfect cycle.

The sunlight shone on the family of four.

It paints a beautiful picture that is quiet and peaceful, yet full of ultimate power.

Chen Yuan gently placed the two little ones in the safety railing in the center of the bed.

Free your hands.

He pulled Shen Wanzhou's slender waist into his arms, encircling her completely.

The familiar scent of peaches mixed with milk filled his breath.

Chen Yuan lowered his head and kissed the girl's lips, whispering in the bright sunlight outside the window, "Meeting you is the sweetest thing I've ever done in my life."