The Heartless Winter

Summary

At my husband's funeral, my twin son and daughter each took out a DNA Test report showing no blood relation with me.

Son looked indifferent,

"I already know Aunt Sheila is my biological mother. Back then you used dirty tricks to break her and Dad up. We have already moved our household registration to be with my real mom."

Daughter frowned impatiently,

"You live in my dad's house, let the woman he loved suffer for so many years. From now on, you stay at home as a maid to serve her till she dies."

I didn't cry or make a scene, just nodded calmly.