NovelOnlineChapter 228: "I've brought the two children here, Dr. Riss. You can meet them now," Elvis said. As he finished speaking, a man dressed in black guided the two young children into the hall Marissa and Connor turned their attention toward them. The two four-year-olds appeared terrified, their expressions pitiful Moved by their distress, Marissa approached and crouched down to their level, examining them more closely. The boy and the girl, likely twins given their resemblance and age, were strikingly similar to her. Could they really be Tiffany's children? Striving to maintain a soothing voice, Marissa asked, "Sweethearts, may I see the photo you have?" The little girl hesitated slightly before handing over the photograph she was holding. Marissa's heart raced as she looked at the image. It was a picture of her, so similar to Tiffany that others might be fooled, but Marissa knew her own face all too well. Why did these children have her photo? She scrutinized the photo intently, certain that she hadn't allowed anyone to take such a picture of her. When and where had this photo been taken? Who could have snapped it? The questions bombarded her, intensifying her headache. The photo was straightforward: a headshot with her features clearly visible Fresh chapters live gVlAfter a thorough review, she concluded that the photo must have been taken four years prior, when she was only eighteen. At that time, she was always on assignments in perilous locations and had never been romantically involved with anyone. The idea of her having birthed two children was ludicrous! So where did these children cfrom? Why did they possess her photo? Why did they believe she was their mother? Who had sent them to the Sunrise? As Marissa grappled with her confusion, Connor approached and peered at the photo. His expression immediately darkened. He could tell Marissa apart from Tiffany and knew without a doubt that the woman in the photo was Marissa This reminded him of the words she had uttered during their divorce mediation-had she truly had two children, and now these children had found their way to her? Who could be the father? Unaware of the change in Connor's expression, Marissa looked up, still bewildered, and asked, "Sweethearts, who gave you this photo?" "It cfrom Auntie," the little girl murmured shyly "Who is Auntie?" Marissa inquired "Auntie's just... Auntie," the little girl replied, offering no further explanation The boy picked up the story. "Auntie told us she couldn't look after us anymore. She gave us this photo and told us to find Mommy, saying we would stay with her from now on." Despite being only four years old, the children spoke with remarkable clarity, and their eyes sparkled with intelligence. Yet, at that moment, they were visibly scared and flinched Marissa offered a helpless smile. The identity of "Auntie" remained a mystery, and without that information, Marissa couldn't delve into the children's backgrounds. What was she supposed to do with them now?
As Marissa pondered, the little boy looked up at her with sorrow in his eyes. "Mommy, don't you want us?" The little girl chimed in, her voice equally sorrowful, "Auntie said if Mommy doesn't want us, we'll have to be homeless and fend for ourselves."
Marissa gently caressed their heads, her heart aching for them. She wanted to clarify that she was not their mother, yet she feared the harm it might cause. For now, she decided to go along with their belief. "How could I possibly abandon you? I'm your mother, and I love you dearly."
Embracing them tightly, she reassured them, "Let's go hnow." The tension in the children's Ο faces eased somewhat. They were NO still wary around Marissa, stealing timid glances at her and hesitating to get closer or hold her hand. Taking each child by the hand, Marissa bid farewell to Paul and departed from the Sunrise with Connor by her side
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