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Skylar, who enjoyed making ravioli, went to the kitchen to help Edgar.

Meanwhile, Joe was on his way home and would arrive shortly.

After a while, Vivian ran into the kitchen. "Mom, I finished my class! I want to make ravioli too!"

Vivian had been skilled with her hands since childhood. Her kindergarten had cooking classes, so she had long since learned how to make ravioli.

As such, she would always want to help whenever ravioli were being made at home.

Edgar had already prepared smaller ravioli skins. "Vivian, come here. I've got the skins ready just for you."

At that moment, Thora appeared at the kitchen door, looking hesitant. "Mrs. Martin, may I trouble you for a few minutes?"

Skylar nodded and stepped out of the kitchen.

When Thora arrived earlier, she seemed preoccupied, but Skylar hadn't thought much of it. After all, she was Vivian's piano teacher, and their private interactions were limited. Even if she wanted to show concern, directly asking her could feel intrusive.

"Mrs. Martin, I'd like you to take a look at something."

Thora retrieved a jewelry box from her bag. It looked like an ordinary jewelry box.

"I suspect this item might be cursed. My husband has been acting completely differently lately. From the moment we got together, we agreed to remain child- free for life.

"But in the past few days, ever since he received this vial-shaped emerald pendant from a friend, it's like he's become a different person. He's been insistent about having children and even wants us to do IVF.

"Ironically, he used to be the one most against having kids-even the sight of children annoyed him until recently."

Thora was candid with Skylar, holding nothing back. She knew that the only way for Skylar to help was to provide all the context.

Skylar nodded. "Let me take a look."

She took the vial-shaped emerald pendant out of the jewelry box. At first glance, it seemed no different from the kind sold by famous jewelrybrands. It was made from pure emerald and was attached to a woven black cord.

However, the moment Skylar touched it, a vivid scene flashed through her mind.

She saw a middle-aged man in his

40s who had been married to his first wife for years, but they never had children. The village they lived in buzzed with rumors-some claimed the wife couldn't bear children, while others whispered that the man was impotent.

The village was small, but the gossip and judging stares were unbearable for the

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Not long after, the wife became pregnant. Overjoyed, the man took great care of her. But when the baby was born, he was stunned-the child looked nothing like him.

Instead, the baby was the spitting image of a local farmer, right down to the unique feature of six fingers on the left hand.

The resemblance was undeniable, as even their facial features were nearly identical.

The wife admitted to infidelity, claiming she had been raped. The farmer however, insisted the wife had seduced him, arguing that she had done so because her husband was impotent.

Ultimately, the farmer took the child. Humiliated, the wife bit her tongue and ended her life.

The scandal spread through the village, and people continued mocking the man's supposed inadequacy.

Eventually, the man remarried. His new wife was a simple-minded woman but fertile. She had previously borne children for another family that had sold her due to poverty.