Elara Cross

In the fourth year of my marriage to Lu Fei,
my son said to me, "You are just a blood bag for me and dad."
He said, "I don't want you to be my mom, I want Aunt Mingcan to be my mom!"
Looking at Mingcan's fair neck, I finally understood everything.
He stabbed my neck without hesitation to draw blood,
but he exercised utmost restraint with that woman.
I suddenly realized everything and dropped the divorce papers.
Lu Fei threatened me, "If you walk out of this door, don't expect to see your son again."
"I couldn't wish for anything better."

Father and Son Chasing Wife Together

After a feeding, Lu Fei and I became intimately acquainted.


It was this time that led to my pregnancy.


Lu Fei's family wanted us to get married.


They also wanted me to stop being a hunter.


I understood their concerns and agreed.


At that time, I was immersed in the dual joy of pregnancy and marriage, completely oblivious to the lack of enthusiasm on Lu Fei's face.


The child was born, a vampire, very cute.


I didn't work again, dedicating myself wholly to taking care of the child.


Washing clothes, changing diapers, and preparing formula were all done by me personally, without letting the nanny assist.


Lu Zhiming loved to play and never wanted to study properly.


I knew all kids were like this, so I always patiently coaxed him.


But in fact, each time, after talking myself hoarse, he still wouldn't sit back at the desk.


Chapter 3