Lilah dropped the hanger and pulled Jerrold into her arms, soothing him gently for a long time.

"Baby, you're still young. There shouldn't be any secrets between you and Daddy and Mommy, okay? Sometimes, when you can't handle things, Daddy and Mommy can help you, but you must listen to us and not be deceived by bad people, understand?"

The drastic change in Lilah's demeanor brought tears to his eyes out of fear, Leaving Jerrold wide-eyed and confused about which was his real mommy.

But it didn't matter, he thought, Mommy must be doing this for his own good.

"Um... today, a sister told me that the baby in Mommy's tummy is definitely going to be a cute little sister. Mommy will love her a lot and won't like me anymore.

Then she told me to hide myself, so when Mommy couldn't find me and got really worried, she'd remember how good I am. And every time she thought about how I was once lost, she'd feel heartache and wouldn't be mean to me anymore..."

Jerrold spoke softly, lowering his head as his voice became increasingly muffled.

At that moment, he even doubted whether the naive child who had been so easily deceived was really him.

How could he have been so foolish when his mom and dad loved him so much?

Oh, I remember now, he recalled a strange smell at the time, and then his mind became foggy.

"Sweetheart, let me tell you this: no matter if the baby in my belly turns out to be a boy or a girl, you will always be my firstborn, the one I carried for nine months.

No one can replace you, and no one will surpass you. Do you understand? Your dad and I will love you forever. If anyone ever says otherwise, you should stand up to them, okay?"

Lilah hugged her son tightly, her heart filled with anger towards the person who had tried to sow discord.

Little Jerrold nodded tearfully, "Mommy, I think I was drugged.

That lady lured me into the crevice of the rock garden, and then she left. I blacked out completely after that."

"What did that lady look like, or what was she wearing?" Gerard asked at the right moment.

Little Jerrold lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers.

"Actually, she wasn't just any lady; she was Aunt Karol."

That morning, a thick fog enveloped everything.

On the road to the airport, Karol rested her chin on her hand, quietly watching the sun rise outside the window.

The warm glow dispelled the shadows in her heart and filled her with anticipation for the new life ahead.

"You seem to be in a good mood today. Did something nice happen?"

Kaden glanced at her from the driver's seat, a hint of surprise in his voice.

After all, ever since Lilah and her sister had used hypnosis to erase Karol's memories, she had been in a constant state of melancholy, as if she had lost her soul.