The name Stubborn Five was one that only Mr. Horton would call him, and there was only one other person

who would use that name.

That was the little girl from back then!

After being abducted by traffickers, he realized they were planning to kill him, so he was extremely secretive about his own name, never even telling that girl.

He merely said that he was the fifth child at home, and Grandpa called him Stubborn Five.

But wasn’t the little girl Madeleine?

When had Madeleine ever sent him a package?

Lewis looked at the old family’s driver with confusion and asked, “When was this package sent? Did Grandpa forget to give it to me?”

The driver scratched his head. “No, it arrived the night before last. The old master asked me to rush back here overnight to give it to you personally, saying you

mentioned before that this package was very important to you.”

Arrived the night before last…

Could it be something Madeleine sent to him before

she jumped?

Lewis’s mood suddenly weighed down.

He lowered his eyes and took a deep sigh,

“Understood.”

He entered the study again, his gaze falling on the package… then he walked over and picked up the box.

He saw that inside was another box, which was tightly and securely wrapped in foam.

Alongside it was a letter.

What would Madeleine say in the letter?

This must be her last words, right?

Lewis scoffed ironically and threw the letter back on the table. He leaned back in his chair and looked at the marriage certificate on the table.

In the live broadcast, Keira had said it with such

determination.

His reluctance would be futila nouT He picked up the marriage certificate and looked at the photo on it.

The girl was shyly smiling at the camera, the mole at the corner of her eye exactly like Keira’s…

But Lewis suddenly sat upright.

The girl in the photo wasn’t her!

Keira’s gaze was always resolute; she had never been this shy and timid. This person could change her appearance to look like Keira, but she couldn’t replicate her essence.

Lewis clenched his jaw.

Even if this woman was a fake, legally, this marriage certificate was real…

As Lewis pondered, the door was knocked.

He looked up and saw old Mrs. Horton, supported by Fiona, walking in shakily.

Lewis immediately stood up. “Grandma…”

Old Mrs. Horton sighed. “Brat, is your wife going to divorce you?”

Lewis didn’t speak.Old Mrs. Horton said, “Brat, some things you must be able to take up and let go. If you can’t resolve Madeleine’s issue, then you can’t drag your wife down.

Otherwise, what will she do? How awkward is her

current situation?”

Lewis clenched his jaw.

He had never expected that even his grandmother, who would feign illness at just the mention of divorce before, wasn’t supporting him now…

His mouth opened and closed, wanting to say something, yet not knowing what to say…

The struggle and pain within his heart were like a monster viciously clawing at his lungs and heart…

He clenched his fists tightly, his voice hoarse. “Grandma, besides you, I have no blood relatives in th life. She’s the only one I wanted to hold onto. I don’t want to let go…”

As he finished speaking, old Mrs. Horton had already arrived in front of him, gently patting his shoulder. “Brat, I agree with your wife’s approach. You’re too sentimental. If the person who saved your life were to die like that, you’d never recover for the rest of your life. It might even become an insurmountable barrier between you and your wife in the future. It’s better to divorce now, set her free, and also give you enough time to deal with Madeleine.

She smiled faintly. “Don’t be so pessimistic. If you and my granddaughter-in-law are destined to be together, I believe you’ll reunite in the future…”

Lewis’s expression was cold. “But Grandma, what if she never gives me another chance? What if, after the divorce, she falls in love with someone else?”

Old Mrs. Horton fell silent for a moment before finally sighing. “That would mean you are fated but not destined to be together. Think it over carefully.”

She left these words behind and turned to leave.

The moment the study door closed, Lewis suddenly punched the wall fiercely.

“Bang!”

A bloodstain remained on the wall.

It was then that Lewis turned back to look at the

marriage certificate on the desk…

Eventually, he strode over, putting the marriage certificate and ID card all into his pocket.

There were three hours left until two o’clock in the

afternoon.

And in three hours, Keira would no longer be Mrs.

Horton…

Lewis chuckled.

The sound of his laugh was chilling, yet it carried sorrow and helplessness, along with a sense of inevitable despair.

He leaned back in his chair, suddenly sweeping everything from the desk onto the floor!!

Then he tightly embraced his head.

His fists were trembling.

As luck would have it, the box fell to the ground and suddenly opened, and the jade ring leaped out, rolling on the floor.

Lewis was slightly startled.

Following the sound, he looked over and saw the jade ring rolling a few times on the floor before coming to a

stop…

Upon seeing the jade ring, Lewis’s pupils tightened sharply.

That jade ring… Wasn’t it said to have been sold by Madeleine’s mother?

How come it’s here?!

This jade ring was an heirloom of old Mrs. Horton, considered a family treasure, so when Madeleine said it was sold, he had Tom searched for it over the years.

If possible, he wanted to buy it back for Grandma.

After all, Grandma wanted to give this ring to her granddaughter-in-law…

So how could the object suddenly appear?

Had Tom found it?

…No, that wasn’t right!

The ring was sent to the old house along with the

letter!

Could it be…

Lewis’s pupils shrank. He quickly pushed back the chair, squatted on the floor, removed the documents, and finally saw the letter he had tossed aside.With trembling hands, he slowly opened the letter…

The handwriting wasn’t Madeleine’s but held a strangely familiar feeling.

That sense of familiarity gave Lewis an incredible

idea…

He hastily read through the letter…

Then upon seeing the signature, he was completely stunned.

For the letter read:

“By the way, I had no name when I was little, but now I do. My name is Keira Olsen, and my phone number is 555-xxx-xxx. If you come to Oceanion, I’ll buy you

lunch.”