Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace - Chapter 275

Chapter 275: CHAPTER 275 Chapter 275: CHAPTER 275 I knew that the organization was conducting genetic experiments, and they were focused on combining my and Dexter’s genes.

Shockingly, the laboratory was located on board a cruise ship, which had been sailing to different countries on the high seas, completely undetected.

Suddenly, the door of the lab capsule closed abruptly, causing the room to fall into a profound silence.

At that moment, the little boy who was cradled in Dexter’s arms made his way toward the door and reopened it using the correct password.

“How do you know the password?” Joel was curious.

“I heard it,” the boy replied innocently.

Joel couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“How did you hear that?” “They entered the password and left.

I could hear the intervals and the general direction when they entered the password.

After a few attempts, I managed to open it.” The boy expressed himself clearly.

“How old are you?” I asked nervously.

The boy came to hug me.

“Four and half years old, almost five years old.

Mom, since my sister and I defeated everyone, will we be your favorite children?” He appeared to be testing us, asking in a somewhat tentative manner whether we liked him.

Growing up in an environment where they were constantly monitored and used as experimental data, there was a definite lack of love.

However, their genes somehow brought them closer to me and Dexter.

They yearned for our approval and affection.

“Yes…” I murmured nervously, my nerves on edge.

These two children were certainly not ordinary.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

The boy whispered, “My name is Ashton Black, and my sister goes by Xandra Milford.

We were given these names by our grandma.” Tears welled up in my eyes.

At that moment, I finally grasped Sophia’s mother’s true purpose behind setting up this experiment.

In my memory, she would often cry late at night.

She believed that Sophia was destined to have an incomplete life.

She mentioned that Sophia and Dexter would not be able to have a healthy child in the future, and the probability of having a child was very low.

With such a low probability, having a healthy child through natural pregnancy was incredibly difficult.

Therefore, she most likely wanted Sophia and Dexter to have no regrets in the future.

My heart began beating strangely as I held Ashton in my arms blankly.

I couldn’t ignore the powerful connection I felt with them.

Was this irresistible force simply the result of genetic ties?

Perhaps, at that moment, I truly grasped the depth of family love.

When Sophia lost her parents, she likely already understood the family bond.

However, after meeting Ashton and Xandra, who shared the same genes as her and Dexter, this feeling started to become more tangible.

My body began to relax as I embraced Ashton tightly in my arms.

Just five years old…

They were only five years old.

Sophia’s and Dexter’s blood flowed through their veins.

As I listened to Ashton’s heartbeat, it felt as though our heartbeats were forming a beautiful symbiotic connection.

They might not have come from my belly, but the feeling was still absolutely incredible.

Probably sensing my relief, Ashton raised his hand and hugged me tightly.

“Mom, don’t abandon us.” Those words had a childish tone, yet they seemed to cause undue oppression.

I felt as though Ashton was threatening Dexter and me.

Since we had met him, we couldn’t just abandon him.

Taking a deep breath, I looked at Dexter.

He was confused as if he still hadn’t fully processed the overwhelming joy of becoming a father.

Joel seemed to handle it better than Dexter, considering Ashton was not his son, after all.

Joel pointed at Ashton, remarking, “At just five years old, he’s quite tall…” Five-year-old Ashton truly stood out in every aspect compared to other children of the same age.

“We can’t stay here for long.

Let’s leave quickly.” I stood up and guided Ashton out of the door.

Yara was standing in the corridor, gazing at the rooms lined up one after another.

Each door was secured with a password lock, guarding the secrets of what lay beyond.

“Mom, do you want to get in?” asked Ashton.

“Do you know all the passwords?” I asked with surprise.

Ashton entered the password and gazed at me with longing as if desiring praise.

I approached him, gently rubbed his head, and affirmatively praised, “You’re truly awesome.” “Mommy, I also know the password.

If Ashton can do it, I can do it too!” Xandra exclaimed with her innocent voice while being held by Dexter.

I reached out to carry Xandra, holding her in my arms and locking eyes with Dexter.

What should we do with these two children?

Should we take them in as our own?

Dexter looked at me with a serious expression.

“Being a mother without the physical pain of childbirth is pretty good.

The last time you experienced a miscarriage…

it terrified me.” The last time, I experienced a miscarriage and lost the baby.

It was a very frightening experience for him.

“But…” I took a deep breath.

“If you desire to conceive a baby naturally, I’m also willing to put in the effort,” Dexter replied, his gaze unwavering.

I was speechless and filled with an overwhelming urge to kick him.

Wasn’t he afraid?

Why was I feeling terrified of two five-year-olds…

After the password-protected door opened, I entered the room with Xandra in my arms.

The room was nearly identical to theirs, adorned with photos on the wall and children’s photographs on the table.

“They’re all dead.

They were disposed of and most likely thrown directly into the sea,” Ashton said calmly.

They appeared to be accustomed to it at such a young age.

“Did those villains force you to…

kill each other?” My voice quivered slightly.

Ashton shook his head.

“Survival of the fittest.

This is the law of nature.” The experimenter used a “survival of the fittest” method by having consecutive games or tests.

The winners lived and the losers died.

Anyway, the cruise ship sailed in the deep sea, where the endless waters could consume everything.

“Sofia, listen!

There’s noise in this room,” Yara exclaimed as she approached a room.

I carried Xandra over.

Ashton whispered urgently, “Don’t open this door.

There are many large, uncontrolled dogs here.

They use them to study biological weapons and then send them to war zones.” Ashton seemed to know everything.

He was almost like the Wikipedia of the laboratory.

I looked at Ashton in surprise.

The range of profits that this organization was involved in was astonishingly vast.

They were willing to do anything, regardless of human ethics.

They seemed completely unafraid of facing retribution or karma.

There was a peephole on the door.

Eason opened it curiously to peer inside.

Suddenly, he smelled a strong unpleasant odor, and a dark figure hit the peephole with a bang!

Eason screamed in fright and almost fell, but Joel grabbed him by the collar.

“Curiosity killed the cat.

I thought you always mentioned that you’d never be that cat?” Eason turned pale with fear and looked at Dexter and me in horror.

“What the hell are those things?

Don’t let them escape, or else everyone will die.” Eason’s words were a wake-up call for me.

The members of Genome Society had to know what was inside.

The Rebels had seized control of the entire cruise.

If the members of Genome Society were coerced into releasing these creatures, then everyone onboard would be in grave danger.

“Should we destroy them?” I asked quietly.

“Mommy, big dogs are cute,” whispered Xandra.

Eason was left speechless, wondering why she had described the creatures as cute.

“Exit the cabin and seal the entrance,” Dexter instructed as he led us out.

As we ascended the ladder, I caught a glimpse of a mysterious black shadow darting across the cabin.

I was immediately alerted.

“There are still people on this floor.” My gaze fixed on the empty end, the lights flickering.

Several sounds were heard.

Suddenly, that door was opened.

A whimpering sound emerged as a big black fierce dog stepped out and stood in the corridor, eyeing us.

Its fur was shiny, and its eyes glinted with a sense of menace and aggression.

“Run!” I gasped, assessed the situation, and instantly climbed up the ladder.

Soon, a group of black dogs quickly emerged.

They stopped behind the leader, and all of them stared at us.

Suddenly, they all charged toward us.

At that critical moment, Joel swiftly pushed Eason up the ladder.

“Hurry!”