The moment Evan saw Vivian, he almost couldn't believe his eyes.
The boy he had always believed was his son was standing before Caleb's grave and calling Caleb Daddy.
'Then what am I? Luke's cousin?'
He clenched his fists and wanted to rush forward to ask Vivian what was going on.
But Julian grabbed him from the side.
"Evan, where are you going?"
Evan's eyes were fixed on the two figures before the grave.
"They... they are my wife and child."
Hearing that, Julian finally looked closely at Vivian.
Julian's heart jolted. If Evan hadn't said it, he really wouldn't have recognized the woman crouching in front of Caleb's portrait as Evan's wife.
But now that he looked more closely, she did seem familiar.
"She... really is your wife?"
He still found it hard to believe. After all, apa
