At this moment, Marina was playing with her two children. They were fraternal twins, a boy and a girl. Ethan had named the boy Connor Miller, whereas Marina had named the girl Erina Miller, a combination of Ethan and Marina’s names.

"Erina, come here," Marina called. Recently, Connor had learned to walk, but Erina still had to hold onto the furniture when she took steps. The girl was weaker and didn't have Connor’s sturdy legs.

"Mom, Mom." Erina reached for her mom.

"You're amazing, sweetie. Let me give you a hug," Marina said, before turning to Connor. "Come here, Connor."

Connor glanced at her before quickly turning away, showing no intention of coming over. He had Ethan's cold, aloof gaze.

Since Ethan had brought Connor back, he'd always been staring out of the window. He ignored everyone and kept to himself.

Occasionally, when he fell asleep, he would call out "Mommy" a few times, but when he woke up, no matter how much they coaxed him, he wouldn't utter the word again.

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