?Chapter 236:
The two little kids thought hard, their foreheads glistening with sweat from the effort, but they still couldn’t find the words to describe the creature. Finally, the little boy managed to say one word: “Monster!”
“Monster?” Marissa echoed, her voiceced with confusion
“Yeah,” the little boy replied, nodding with enthusiasm. “A monster, very scary, very terrifying.”
“Can you describe the monster to Mommy?” Marissa encouraged
“I can’t, but I can draw it,” the little girl chimed in
Quickly, Landen fetched some paper and a pen and handed them to her. The little girl started drawing with intense focus, each stroke deliberate. She disyed impressive skill. Marissa and Landen watched in silence. When shepleted her depiction of the monster, both adults furrowed their brows. What was this thing?
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“Does such a creature exist on Earth?” Landen murmured to himself
Marissa searched her memory but couldn’t recall ever seeing such a strange creature. No wonder the kids had struggled to describe it; it truly resembled a monster from a cartoon. Could it be a statue? After a brief pause, Landen inquired, “Sweethearts, is this monster alive or is it still?”
“Sometimes it moves, and sometimes it doesn’t,” the little girl replied
Realizing they wouldn’t get more information about the monster, Marissa shifted the topic. “Sweethearts, who do you usually live with?”
“Auntie,” the little boy said
The mystery of the auntie deepened. Who exactly was this auntie?
“Do you know what your auntie is called?” Marissa asked
Both children shook their heads
Marissa pressed on, “Besides your auntie, is there anyone else in the house?”
They shook their heads again
Marissa was baffled. Arge house with a vast yard and a garden, yet only this so-called auntie to look after two children who were referred to by code names? What was happening here?
Failing to figure out the truth, Marissa decided to set aside her queries for the moment. She smiled warmly and asked the children, “Sweethearts, other children have lovely names. Would you like to have nice names too?”
“Yes!” Both kids nodded eagerly
“How about Mommy gives you names?” Marissa suggested
“Okay!”
Marissa thought for a moment. “The brother will be called Lawrence, and the sister will be called Lindsay. Do you like them?”
“Yes!” The children were delighted. Their joy soon turned to confusion again
“What’s wrong, sweethearts?” Marissa inquired gently
The little girl frowned. “What’s ourst name?”
Marissa felt a pang of conflict. “For now, you can use myst name, Nash. Is that okay?”
“Yes!” The kids nodded again
Then the little boy raised another question. “Auntie said every child has a mommy and a daddy. We found our mommy, but where is our daddy?”
Marissa felt a surge of conflict within her. What was she to say to the children? Seeing her hesitation, Landen quickly intervened with a gentle suggestion. “Lawrence, Lindsay, your mommy is very tired today and needs to rest. Let’s save this conversation for another day. How about Uncle Landen takes you to your room to sleep now?”
The children nodded and followed Landen to their room, their steps echoing softly in the hallway. Relieved, Marissa let out a long sigh. She was grateful not to face the children’s questions about their father just yet. She didn’t want to lie to them but also didn’t know where their father was, which deepened her inner turmoil
Just then, the doorbell rang. She quickly rose and opened the door. Ferris was standing there, waiting
Marissa handed him the bags of hair and instructed firmly, “Make it quick. I want the results as soon as possible.”
“No problem. I’ll arrange it immediately,” Ferris assured her. As he took the samples and turned to leave, Landen reappeared from the children’s room. When he saw Ferris, his expression shifted to one of surprise. “Dr. Frazier, what brings you here?”
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