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Heart emerged from the tent after fixing Lush. Their child was already asleep, and now she headed towards her husband, who was sitting, immediately locking eyes with her. He had been smoking several cigarettes since earlier, and she was familiar with Lux’s behavior.

It wasn't just a cigarette. There were days when she didn’t see him take a puff for quite a while, but today, it seemed like he had already had about three.

She felt a strong emotion. She smiled at him, and he returned a faint smile. Instead of sitting beside him, she sat on his lap.

He quickly embraced her waist. “What’s up? Can you handle it?” she teased, but she was afraid of what he might say. It could be her last laugh that night.

He took something from the pocket of his shorts, a folded paper. “Open it, baby. I want you to see it,” he said, and she nodded, her lips slightly open as she took and unfolded it.

At the top, she saw the doctor’s name, address, and contact number. What she saw next were names of women—