Of course, the identity of the child's father has been hidden. There are various speculations among the people. Some even suspect that Her Majesty the Queen is a homosexual and giving birth to a child is just for the sake of the great power of Meng Guo.

Otherwise, why not disclose the identity of the child’s father?

Just as everyone was discussing this matter in full swing, an elderly couple was discussing the matter in a seaside villa in the coastal city of Mangorah, in a seaside villa in the coastal city of Mangorah.

Not far away, a plump woman was squatting on the beach, piled up sand castles with a little boy over two years old. From time to time, the woman would look up at her parents who were arguing, and a helpless look always appeared on her face.

My parents have been quarreling all their lives, but when they are old, they are still like this. They often fight for small things. Perhaps this is their way of getting along.

"Mom, look, does this little man I piled up look like a father..." At this time, my son's breasts sound came from his ears.

The woman looked at her and saw that her son had piled up a person bigger than a sand castle at some point, but the person didn't even have facial features, but he could barely tell that he was a personal figure.

But for some reason, the woman suddenly wanted to cry...

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" As if feeling the woman's sadness, the child, who was only over two years old, looked up at his mother.

"No... it's okay, why do you say this looks like a father?" The woman calmed down and stopped her tears from overflowing. She said to her child with a smile.

"Didn't my mother always say that dad is a true man? This sand man is bigger than this house. Isn't it like dad?" The little boy looked at his mother and said angrily.

A funny and silly childish words made the woman's heart tightly hold together.

It's been two years since I came to this small city.

She hadn't seen him for almost two years, and she never regretted the decision she made.

She loved him, but because she loved him, she didn't want to make things difficult for him, especially after knowing that she was pregnant, she was even more unwilling to use her children to bind him.

He had done too much for her, and he never owed himself, even if he had such a relationship with him, he was willing to do so.

She didn't want him to feel stressed because of such a relationship.

He was still young, and his life had just begun. She didn't want to see him so young and put shackles on herself.

So after learning that she was pregnant, she took her parents to travel and left her hometown where she had lived for many years and came to this seaside city.

Throughout these days, she has always thought about him and has always endured her longing for him.

This is her choice, and no matter how hard it is, she can tolerate it.

But what about the child?

Before this, she had never thought about this problem. She always felt that with the money he gave and herself and her parents, she could give her children a complete childhood.

But now, looking at the son's burning gaze and looking at his fantasy about his father, her heart was filled with guilt.

How can a childhood without a father be complete?

"Well, it looks very similar, just as tall and mighty as your father..." The woman gently touched her son's head with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, why are you crying?" The little boy looked at his mother in confusion.

"Mom doesn't cry? Isn't it because it's strong wind and sand on the beach? Is there sand entering my eyes?" The woman smiled and quickly reached out to rub her eyes.
Chapter completed!