Hayle shook her head slowly. “I don’t really remember much about them. All I know is that they died in an accident, and at that time, there was no one to take me in, so I was taken to an orphanage.”
Jaxter looked at the woman whose eyes seemed to darken. “Do you want to know what really happened to them?”
A frown appeared on Hayle's forehead. “Do you know about them?”
A long, hot breath escaped from Jaxter before he gave a hesitant nod. It seemed he was weighing whether he should tell Hayle something deeper.
Hayle remained silent for a moment, her eyes, which had been looking at her husband, slowly dropping, then she stared straight ahead, contemplating her heart's desire. “I don’t know if I want to know about them or not. It’s been quite a while, and I like my life now.” Hayle smiled.
