"Aren't you afraid that the mistress of the Smith family you married is a fake?"
Amanda Foster blurted out almost without thinking, she just did not believe it, how could Jaysen Smith be so calm, honestly not caring, that the woman he married was a fake?
If he truly didn't mind, what was the previous silence all about?
"A fake? I don't appreciate your insinuation, Miss Foster. Who Madeline's parents are, indeed, is very significant to her. After all, every person hopes to live a clear and transparent life, not one shrouded in confusion!"
Jaysen Smith spoke leisurely, taking a step forward and drawing the woman into his arms before continuing, "But this doesn't matter much to me, even less to the Smith family. The woman I secretly loved for over a decade, has finally become mine after many years of longing. It's a great blessing. Not every secret admirer has such a happy outcome. I am already fortunate. Why should I fret over something trivial?"
