“Three days. Give me three days, and I’ll tell you who Riley’s father is.” Luna paused upon hearing
Joshua’s suggestion. Then, she nodded quietly. With that settled, Luna started to worry again.
“Looking at Riley now…I’m worried about our daughter. Do you think she’s alright? Did a nice family
adopt her, or…” Luna trailed off before she could continue, unable to stomach any other thought that
could lead to negativity. During this period, she was not in a hurry to search for her daughter because
she knew how fragile a newborn baby could be.
Since her baby went missing as soon as she gave birth, Luna had no idea about the child’s well-being.
She did not know whether her baby was kidnapped as Hunter said or if they were taken away.
had been three months, so the perpetrators should have shown some
signs or contacted either Luna or Joshua. However, they did not receive any news or information
regarding her baby for the past three months.
In fact, Luna was prepared for the worst-case scenario, which was why she would care about Riley
more than her own daughter. She would rather brainwash and convince herself that her baby was alive
and being cared for by a nice family than make the effort to search. She was afraid that she would
instead come across something horrifying that would devastate her.
This was not the first time she experienced losing her child. The first time was when Neil nearly died
during Aura’s reign of terror, and this time, her baby was taken away from her after she delivered her.
Understanding her thoughts and feelings, Joshua held her and sighed.
“Our baby will be fine.”
Contrary to the way Luna tried to convince herself, Joshua thought differently. His men were still on the
search for the baby. He could not allow his baby to wander outside, whether the baby was alive or
dead.
Meanwhile, at Jim’s house, situated in the city center.
Jim was squatting beside the crib as a troubled expression was present on his face. He was trying to
feed Shelly milk with the baby bottle. The baby looked at Jim’s face with her shimmering eyes, but she
refused to drink.
“Taking care of this baby is so hard.” Jim furrowed his brow tried to trick Shelly to drink the milk while
whining to Bonnie, “It’s very hard, alright.”
He had been trying to feed her for more than half an hour, yet Shelly had only drunk once.
“How can you expect her to drink it when she’s not hungry?”
Bonnie was at the side doing rehabilitation yoga. Chuckling, she added, “Why don’t you feed her only
when she’s hungry?” Jim rolled his eyes. “She’ll be hungry only during midnight, and by then, she’ll
wake you up.”
Shelly had been throwing tantrums for the past few nights, and because of that, Bonnie barely got a
solid time to sleep.
“It’s alright.” Bonnie smiled.
“When did you care about me so much? If you’re that worried Shelly will affect me, you shouldn’t have
brought her back home for me.”
She raised an eyebrow and looked at Jim.
“Tell me: what were you thinking?”
Jim curled up his lip. “I have no memory of the past. How would I know what I was thinking?”
Later, he put down the milk bottle and pinched Shelly’s cheek.
“Hey, little girl. Why don’t you tell me where your parents are?”
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