The Housekeeper Was the Wife Ethan Buried Two Years Ago—And His Son Was the Only One Who Remembered the Truth Behind the Lie

Because he wasn’t looking at a maid.

He was looking at a face he had buried.

A face he had mourned.

A face that belonged in a coffin he never opened.

“Clara…?” he whispered.

The name broke in his throat.

The woman froze.

Noah clung tighter to her.

“Don’t let them take you again,” the boy said, voice shaking.

Ethan’s world tilted.

Again.

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