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Not long after, she fell ill. At first, she had acute pneumonia and became terribly thin. After she was cured and discharged from the hospital, she began to have trouble sleeping all night, and later she could only rely on medication to fall asleep. Mrs. Smith put down her dignity and begged me to visit her daughter more often, but I completely ignored her.

The Smith family called me cold-blooded and told their son not to see me, their so-called father, again. But they forgot that children are not toys, and they have their own standards for judging right and wrong.

Most of the time, Wanda Smith chose to turn a blind eye to my occasional kidnapping of my son and taking him to enjoy the happy time that he should have enjoyed at his age.