The sound of a door opening woke you from your sleep, panicking when you noticed in the dim light the silhouette of a man you knew well, with your beloved pink-haired son in his arms.
"You should have hidden yourself better, my dear wife. So you had a brat of mine?" Sanzu hummed with a mocking tone as he poked the baby's cheeks, what so like him.
You had fled as soon as you discovered you were pregnant, and intended to raise the baby away from Sanzu's manipulation and criminal life.
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