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    The vegetables were washed one by one under running water, his fingers reflecting the white. of the scallions, a truly delightful sight.


    Natasha called out, “Alexei.”


    Alexei, who had been washing vegetables, turned his head, and with a smack, a loud kissnded on the corner of his upturned lips.


    He seemed to find it amusing. Every time he washed a vegetable, he would turn his head to ask for a kiss, euphemistically calling it “recharging.”


    Natasha, still on his back, quirked her lips and asked, “Are you a robot?”


    He said earnestly, “Yes, I am Natasha’s exclusive cooking robot.”


    “Alright, whatever. Let’s add another bar of charge.” She then yfully rewarded him again.


    Although their cooking efficiency significantly decreased, the two were utterly absorbed in their new kissing game and thoroughly enjoyed it.


    However, hanging onto someone was also physically demanding, and Natasha soon needed to get down.


    Alexei couldn’t bear to let her go, so he found her a high stool to sit on and watch. Then, every time he passed her while busy in the kitchen, he would bend down for a kiss.


    Natasha didn’t lift a finger the entire time when “helping,” but she served as a very effective charger.


    Perhaps they were truly hungry, or in a good mood, but the four dishes and one soup on the dining table were devoured by the two people and one dog.


    Natasha, full and content, leaned in Alexei’s arms, not wanting to move.


    Alexei contentedly patted her soft stomach, noting that she would have the energyter after eating her fill.


    He asked, “Tired?”


    Natasha shook her head. She was wide awake now.


    “Then go take a bath first?” he asked again.


    Perceiving the deeper meaning in Alexei’s question and acutely aware of danger, Natasha


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    suddenly sat up. “I just remembered. I haven’t walked Daron yet today.”


    Alexei grabbed her hand, his dark eyes deep. “Let’s go.”


    Even without being walked, it could walk itself.


    Alexei’s low, husky voice made Natasha’s ears tingle.


    With a strong pull, he drew her tightly against his body.


    “Honey…”


    He was being clingy. That was nothing she could do except indulge him.


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    In the spacious bedroom, only a warm yellow night light remained on.


    Shadows undted on the wall. Natasha’s dazed eyes swept over the watch thaty on the ground.


    It was already past 1 am.


    Since finishing dinner, she hadn’t left this room.


    Alexei seemed truly intent on making up for all the missed nights at once.


    In the darkness, everything was in disarray.


    She didn’t dare to look too closely at the bathroom, window, sofa, or dressing table, not to mention the crumpled bed.


    No matter how delicious the food, eating too much could cause bloating.


    She whimpered, pushing and kicking him.


    But as soon as she lifted, she froze. It came out.


    Alexei gave a soft chuckle, then wrapped around her again to kiss her, tenderly licking the bite marks on her lower lip that she had made out of uncontroble trembling. “Good girl, baby, don’t bite. Open your mouth.”


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    Natasha was still dazed when she woke up the next evening.


    Her gaze swept around, and she realized she was in the guest bedroom.


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    Later that night, because there was no room to sleep in the master bedroom, Alexei had moved her to the guest room.


    Thinking back to that moment–when his eyes sparkled with irresistible charm, his hair slightly damp, and he mischievously dered that he could be not only Natasha’s cooking robot, but also her personal robot–she couldn’t help but blush for him.


    He was utterly unrestrained.


    And at that time, she was hanging on him face to face, and Alexei took a step…


    A red scratch mark from her nails appeared on his shoulder.


    She suddenly lifted the iron–like arm pressing firmly on her waist. She nervously sat up, ncing at the carpet from the doorway to the edge of the bed.


    Alexei noticed her subtle movement and let out a muffledugh.


    He said, “Don’t worry. I’ve tidied up.”


    Natasha copsed back down,pletely drained.


    She said, “So sleepy. I hate you.”


    Alexei smiled, but his expression was innocent. “Didn’t you say you wanted to be with me all night?”


    Natasha was just talking dirty<i>, </i>but he actually dared to try it. Only this morning… She burrowed into the covers.


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    With their inverted schedules, the two didn’t wake up to wash and eat until evening. On the living room sofa, Alexei handed Natasha a document bag.


    He stroked her head, his tone carrying a hint of concern. “Emilia’s death was indeed not an ident,”


    Half a year before the incident, she was diagnosed with cancer.


    It was after that Emilia, who had always resented her sister’s happiness, suddenly started visiting the rk family frequently.


    She showed an extraordinary fondness for Natasha, and her favoritism was widely known.


    Madeline even thought she hade to terms with things after her divorce, and was happy


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    that her sister had resolved her inner conflict.


    The rtionship between the two sisters was unprecedentedly harmonious.


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    The n was executed on Natasha’s birthday because it was the most impactful and memorable timing.


    In fact, she originally had seven or eight more months to live, but she gave up for her daughter.


    She bribed the driver, whose son was seriously ill and desperately needed money.


    With the long groundworkid, everything went more smoothly than she had imagined.


    She sessfully leveraged Madeline’s guilt and Andrew’s most valued reputation to have her own daughter rece Natasha.


    The rk family had other children, but Thomas was Andrew’s chosen heir. Noel was too young then, and Natasha and Olivia were cousins, just like she and Madeline.


    Everything was perfectly arranged.


    One could say Natasha was simply the unlucky one she chose.


    Thomas and Noel were luckier than her, winning out due to their gender and age.


    The usations of Natasha being “malicious,” “petty,” “selfish,” and “calcting” now appeared deeply ironic.


    Madeline’s self–perception was correct. Emilia was indeed smarter, more ruthless, and more daring than her.


    Using the remaining months of her life, she rewrote destiny for her own daughter by stepping on Madeline’s child.


    Olivia most likely knew about it.


    It was just that she couldn’t ept her mother died because of her, so she conveniently med Natasha.


    Following her mother’s dying wish, she spared no effort to drain Natasha’s vitality.


    As if by trampling her into the dust, she wouldn’t have failed her mother’s scheme.


    She even used the same old trick yearster.


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    For the past dozen years, everyone got what they wished for, except for Natasha, who alone suffered.


    The evidence Alexei collected wasprehensive. He found the driver’s family and the confession of the doctor who examined Madeline back then. There was both witness testimony and physical evidence.


    Coupled with Roderick, who was detained by Natasha, the true faces of this mother and daughter could be exposed to the public at any time.


    Natasha realized that facing such a truth, she could surprisingly remain very calm.


    For many days and nights, she had been experiencing self–doubt, struggle, and denial, but it turned out she was not a child unworthy of love.


    She had not harmed anyone, nor had she done anything wrong.


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    So, should the rk family be forgiven?


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