"Mommy!"

"Who made you angry? Don't cry. I will avenge you!"

A small figure rushed over, breaking the serious atmosphere created by the men.

Looking at the cute little boy in front of her and listening to his sound, Melina's heart suddenly warmed up.

Was this boy really her child?

Yesterday, the room was very dark and she did not see his face.

Now, looking at this pair of almond-shaped eyes that were the same as hers, she suddenly understood why Luther was so certain.

Looking up, she found the owner of the sound.

Luther was still dressed in black and white as the rumors said. Even during the day, he was wearing that golden mask.

"Mom, let's get in the car first. It's hot here." As the little boy spoke, he stuck out his tongue in distress.

Melina looked around at the cars and the crowded conditions. It seemed that she had no choice but get on the car.

...

"Let's eat first."

"I don't know what flavor you like, so I got people to prepare different cuisines."

Sitting in the restaurant with only the three of them, Melina thoroughly experienced what it meant to be rich people.

Only three people were eating, but there were dozens of dishes on the table.

"Isn't this a bit of wasteful? I'm not picky about food." Melina, who had always been thrifty, was not used to it.

"Then choose three dishes you like. The rest will be directly sent to the staff canteen." Under the mask, the corners of Luther's mouth curved up slightly as he commanded his men to remove most of the dishes.

He had been trained as a noble since he was young, and there were strict standards for him to carry out every movement, which was very elegant.

But the little boy was acting terribly.

The child's hands were small, but his fork were thick and long. Several times he wanted to pick up something, but failed. His smiling face was so wrinkled that it was almost like a bun.

"What do you want to eat? I can help you." Melina offered her help.

However, as she just reached her hand halfway, she was berated by a stern voice.

"You're not allowed to help him. You can help him now, but what if you're no longer around? He's a boy and can not rely on women."

Melina raised her hand in a daze. She looked around at the black-clothed people who looked like clothes racks, then silently withdrew her hand.

"I can do it by myself!"

Bennett raised his little face and gritted his teeth.

He cursed Luther in his heart.

"Stupid stuffy man, no wonder you can't find back your wife and even need my help."

After the meal, Melina focused on looking at the child. She didn't know whether it was her illusion, but she felt that there seemed to be something wrong with the boy, Bennett.

After dinner...

Luther did not give Melina time to rest. Instead, he brought her directly to the study.

"This is the marriage agreement, the property division certificate, and my secondary card. If you have no objections, sign it."

Along with his voice, a stack of contracts was pushed towards her.

Marriage should be a very romantic thing, but for some reason, facing Luther, Melina had the illusion that as if she were signing a life and death agreement.

The authoritative paternity test and Dorian's words had confirmed everything.

That child was indeed her child.

But...

"Can I make a request?"

"Speak." Through the mask, Melina could not recognize his emotion.

"I can marry you. I don't want money, but I hope this contract has a time limit." Melina took a deep breath and clenched her fists tightly.

"I admit that you are a great person and also admit the identity of the child, but I prefer to be married because of love, not just because of the child. In front of the child, I will work hard to be a good mother, but in private, we won't interfere in each other's private life."

"And then?"

"Then when the child grows up, or you find your true love, we can divorce peacefully. It is normal to divorce now." Melina said quickly. The man in front of her gave her too much pressure.

"Humph."

"Of course, if you have any requests, you can ask. We can discuss it."

Facing the increasingly nervous woman, Luther suddenly became impatient. He strode towards her.

"You... What do you want to do?"

Melina was so nervous that she even had goosebumps.

Luther did not say anything. He took her hand and pressed a finger print on the agreement. Then, he released her and turned to leave.

"Where... where are you going!" This move stunned Melina.

The man paused for a moment, and his tone was indifferent.

"Go to work, and the mother who is stupid and irresponsible is not qualified to make demands."

"Irresponsible? Stupid?"

At that moment, Melina saw the diagnosis report placed under the agreement.

"Name: Bennett

Age: 4 and a half years old

[Autistic Disorder Child] clinical presentation: social interaction impairment, repetitive behavior patterns."