Morning.
Sunlight spilled into the room through the window.
The air in the room seemed to carry a dry scent baked by the sun, along with a faint, elusive fragrance that permeated the space.
Lying in bed, Amy Chloe's eyelashes fluttered slightly, showing signs of waking.
After a while.
Amy slowly opened her eyes.
She felt like she had a dream.
In the dream—
She couldn't quite remember what happened; she only vaguely recalled that before her heart attack hit, and she fainted, there seemed to be someone who held her just as she was about to lose consciousness.
She didn't see the person's appearance.
But!
The person's presence felt very familiar to her, a sense of blood connection.
Amy thought about it while propping her arm on the bed, trying to get up.
Wait a moment.
Just when Amy subconsciously got up from the bed, she suddenly realized something as she felt her beating heart, then her gaze fell on her arm.
"This..."
"My arm..."
Amy's eyes widened as she looked before her, no longer the skinny, bony arm, but Bai Zhi's healthy arm. She then instinctively reached out to touch her cheek.
In the next second.
Her expression was full of shock, as she got out of bed, bypassed the crib placed next to the bed, and dashed into the master bedroom's bathroom.
She turned on the light and looked into the mirror at herself.
Glossy, bright blonde hair.
No longer sunken eye sockets.
Flesh-filled cheeks.
Amy was shocked.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her hands constantly moving over her cheeks, and the Amy in the mirror moved along with her actions.
Ah!
Amy instinctively took a sharp breath.
In the next moment.
She seemed to have thought of something, her whole body like being electrified, stood there stunned, then slowly turned around wide-eyed, left the bathroom, and went to the side where the crib was placed.
This is...
Amy touched a mark on the crib that had been washed by time with her right hand, then looked at the layout of the entire bedroom.
Now she finally understood why she felt a strange familiarity earlier.
Because—
The layout of this bedroom was not identical to the one she used to own, but it was similar to the extent of ninety percent.
No way.
Hawk is not a god.
There's no way he could find all the furniture from over twenty years ago and arrange them neatly.
Perhaps using the Reality Gemstone might help.
But it's not necessary.
After a while.
The bedroom door on the second floor opened.
Amy carefully walked out of the bedroom, taking out a piece of clothing from the wardrobe that she clearly kept in the apartment but somehow found here.
In an instant.
Amy seemed to see the shadow of the house she once briefly owned with Andrew.
Not just the photos on the walls of the second-floor corridor.
Or the wallpaper.
Amy felt a bit bewildered, touching the wallpaper on the wall, with one hand on the stair railing, and came to the first floor.
The layout of the first floor was equally familiar to Amy.
But Amy didn't pay attention to this; instead, she ran over to the bar counter and looked at the neatly placed photo frames on it, and the photos in it, before breathing a sigh of relief.
In the next second.
Her gaze fell on a document and the car key pressed on the document in front of the photo frame of her family's quartet.
Amy furrowed her brows, set the car key aside, opened the document, and took out a stack of papers from inside.
These papers were nothing else.
They were the proof of ownership of a house.
"New Jersey, Jersey City, West View Town, No. 132."
"Property Owner—"
"Andrew Chloe, Amy Chloe."
"Hmm!"
Amy looked at the document with her husband's name appearing once again, her heart stirred, and her right hand hurriedly covered her mouth, but tears couldn't stop falling.
At this moment.
A sound seemingly coming from the house next door echoed into the house and reached Amy's ears.
It was a woman's voice.
"Jean, don't run over there; the paint hasn't dried yet."
"Got it, Mom."
"Billy, don't climb out of the lawn; just stay on the lawn with your brother."
"..."
Amy listened to the sounds from outside, quickly wiped away her moist eyes, put the documents back in order, and walked toward the front door.
She still didn't quite understand what was going on.
She was clearly in New York City when she fainted; how did she end up in Jersey City, and what's with the property certificate with her husband's name on it...
What is going on?
Amy had too many questions on her mind.
After opening the door.
She saw a very tidy street, clean houses, and—
There was a woman in her twenties, with long fiery red hair, currently folding her arms, standing on the edge of a lawn to her right hand side, with a very familiar smile on her face.
The reason this smile was so familiar is because she used to have it too.
It was the smile that belonged to a mother.
Amy thought for a moment, walked over, and then saw a newly built playground, where a little girl was playing like a butterfly.
And...
There, on the plastic lawn right in front of her eyes, were two little boys crawling around.
For some reason.
Amy watched the two little ones crawling all over the lawn, and suddenly, she felt a sense of deja vu in her heart.
She instinctively looked at Wanda next to her.
However, just as Amy was about to ask, Wanda looked at Billy, who was once again mischievously trying to crawl out of the plastic lawn, and raised her eyebrows.
She got angry.
"Billy Chloe, don't leave the lawn."
"..."
Chloe?
Amy, who was about to greet Wanda, looked at Wanda's serious face and instinctively turned her gaze to Billy, who obediently returned to the plastic lawn under Wanda's scolding.
Then—
She suddenly realized why she felt a sense of deja vu when looking at Billy and Tommy.
Because through Billy's little face, Amy seemed to see the little face that she once held in her arms.
It was a little face she would never forget in her life.
Just at this moment.
Wanda came to Billy's side, picked up the more mischievous Billy compared to Tommy, and looked at the shocked expression on Amy's face.
Amy met Wanda's gaze, looked at Billy in Wanda's arms, and seemed to think of something, her eyes flickering.
Their eyes met.
Amy, with a trembling voice, looked at Wanda, her gaze resting on Billy.
"This..."
"Yes."
Wanda didn't beat around the bush, smiling as she said, "Billy Chloe, he is your grandson."
Amy covered her mouth with her hands.
Tears uncontrollably fell from her eyes.
Wanda smiled and handed the somewhat restless Billy in her arms to Amy: "Billy, meet your grandma, Amy Chloe."
Amy hurriedly took her hands away from her mouth and quickly took Billy from Wanda's hands.
Strangely enough.
The Billy, who seemed restless in Wanda's arms, suddenly calmed down once he was in Amy's arms.
Amy looked at Billy in her arms, then looked at Wanda, who picked up the other little one.
Wanda was holding Tommy in her arms.
"This is Tommy Chloe, he and Billy are twins. Billy is the older brother, Tommy is the younger brother."
"They are also your grandsons."
"You also have a granddaughter."
"Her name is..."
"My name is Jean!"
Sliding down the slide, Jean ran to Wanda's side, holding her mom's hand, looked up at Amy holding Billy, and introduced herself with a bright smile.
"I am Jean."
"Jean Chloe!"
At Palm Street No. 521A, Gwen looked at the three new documents that fell out after tearing open the envelope, then looked up at Hawk coming down the stairs and said, "The documents for the three little ones have arrived."
Hawk paused slightly upon hearing this, looking at the three Federation documents unfolded in Gwen's hand.
"Why were they sent here? Weren't they supposed to be sent directly to West View Town?"
"I don't know."
Gwen shook her head, took out her phone, and called Sharon.
After a while.
Gwen hung up Sharon's return call and smiled at Hawk, who was sitting on a high stool drinking coffee across from her.
"A newcomer in the mailroom mixed things up."
"...Alright then."
Hawk heard this reason, said a word, put down the coffee cup in his hand, then looked at the three authentic Federation documents placed by his hand.
Jean Chloe.
Billy Chloe and Tommy Chloe.
After returning from Kamar-Taj, Hawk received the identification documents of the three little ones sent by Sharon.
But at that time, the last name of the three little ones was Phoenix.
Evidently.
Gwen was very generous, and as Gwen put it, whether he wanted to admit it or not, the three little ones were indeed his blood descendants.
So the three little ones should follow Hawk's surname.
But...
Phoenix, this surname, was not just a simple surname, it was also a surname chosen by Gwen.
It was a shared surname between him and Gwen.
So...
Just at that time, Hawk narrowed his timeline and found his past.
Phoenix was his surname.
Chloe was also his surname.
So Hawk asked Sharon to help change the surname of the three little ones, and it was precisely Sharon's sent documents that made him think about where to settle Amy Chloe.
Gwen, looking at Hawk sitting on the high stool, took a sip of coffee: "By the way, Madam Chloe is waking up today, right."
Hawk put aside the documents of the three little ones.
"Yes."
"Are you sure you won't go see her?"
"No need."
Hawk shook his head at Gwen's suggestion to meet her, and laughed: "Phoenix for Phoenix, Chloe for Chloe!"
Indeed.
Phoenix for Phoenix.
Chloe for Chloe.
This was the best solution Hawk had come up with.
...