Husband

Samuel reluctantly stepped into the bathtub, and Vera made sure the liquid reached every part of him. Despite what Ramon told her, Vera tested it on herself before using it on Samuel. 

They couldn’t use a towel to dry Samuel but had to dry him according to Ramon’s instructions. It took several repeats before they achieved the desired results. 

Catherine woke up half an hour later and realized Samuel wasn’t in the room. She ran out to look for him. “Uncle James, where’s Samuel?” 

Catherine would always see Samuel thing in the morning, so she was anxious when she couldn’t find him. “Did Samuel get taken away by Daddy?” 

“Of course not. James grinned and lifted Catherine into his arms. The bathroom door opened, revealing a dark–skinned boy. He was frowning, seemingly quite disgruntled with his new appearance. 

Catherine jumped. “Who’re you? Why are you here?” 

Samuel leveled a glare at her. “Take a good look, then tell me who I am.” 

“Samuel!” Catherine recognized him instantly by his voice. She leaped out of James’s arms, ran to Samuel, and poked his face curiously. “What’s up with you? Why do you look different?” His skin color didn’t rub off. 

Catherine grabbed Samuel’s hand next and rubbed it. He didn’t fade at all. 

When Catherine saw Vera come out of the bathroom, she asked in admiration, “Mommy, is this magic? Is that how you turn Samuel like this? I wouldn’t know it’s him if he doesn’t talk.” 

Vera was pleased with how it turned out. “If you can’t recognize him, no one else will.” 

Samuel was grumpy. “But I don’t look as good as Neil now.” 

“According to who?” James comforted Samuel. “A real man should look tough. You look much tougher with your darker skin.” 

Samuel pouted. “How old do you think I am? Three?” None of the men in the Ford family was as dark as him, but they were all tough. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Samuel, don’t sweat it. It won’t last. You’ll slowly return to normal after half a month.” Vera thought her son was instead upset with the new haircut she had given him. She wasn’t good at trimming hair and had accidentally messed up. She ended up cutting Samuel’s hair short and thinning his eyebrows. 

Even if Carlos and Samuel were to stand together now, no one would believe they were related. 

“That’s ages.” Samuel ran his fingers through his hair unhappily. It would take a long time to go back to how he looked. 

Vera could only give her son a wish card to compensate for his “sacrifice.” 

Catherine was envious. She also wanted a wish card. Once, she wished to have an island on her fifth birthday, and Vera bought her one. There was even a castle on the island, just like in fairy tales. 

“Alright. Let’s have breakfast,” Vera ushered. 

After breakfast, Vera showed up at the Monroe family’s villa as agreed, while James took the two children to kindergarten. It was just a bummer that Vera ended up running into Averie again. 

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