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Reborn, I Caught The Man Who Stole My Son

Language: en

In my previous life, my newborn son was stolen on his second day in this world. My wife lost her mind. She spent six months searching for him before finally jumping off our balcony. I drank myself to death on the streets. In this life, I trust absolutely no one. When the head nurse said she needed to take the baby for a checkup, I stood up and blocked the crib. "What checkup? Which department? Where is the requisition form? Did the attending physician sign off on this?" She froze, stammering that it was just a routine hearing screening. "If it is a routine screening, why is the head nurse…

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