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Frank's jaw throbbed. He had felt happy since he could see Kara again, have lunch together, and even hug her. But now, that feeling was gone. "Can't you let me love you?" he asked quietly. "No." Kara shook her head quickly. "I don't want to be loved by a man who will marry another woman. Marriage is sacred, Sir. You must not smear it with ego." "Should I cancel the wedding?" Kara sighed in resignation. Their debate seemed to revolve around the same circle. They would never find a way out until one of them stopped. "Well then," Kara sighed bitterly, "I will never appear before you again." Frank grew more somber. However, before he could speak, Kara interrupted, "We've discussed this before, Sir. Haven't you realized yet? You don't really love me. You only see me as a tool to escape your arranged marriage." "That's not true," Frank said in a low voice. "That's the truth. You are so perfect and you have everything. Someone like you shouldn't want a poor girl like me. I can't give
Silence hung in the air. Jeremy's statement did make sense. That could be the main reason why Kara was trying to stay away from him. She did not want Frank to be a disobedient grandson. "You're right, Jeremy. There must be a way to change Grandpa's decision," he muttered softly. His face showed firm determination. While the assistant enjoyed coffee, Frank was lost in contemplation. After a few moments, he whispered again. "Now that I know her identity, can you stop keeping it a secret? Tell me all about her. What kind of life did she live before and after meeting me?" Jeremy was silent for a moment. He had arrived at the deciding point. After nodding faintly, he finally began to tell about the accusations that Kara had received, her canceled marriage, her dismissal, and the misfortunes that weighed heavily on her shoulders. Not a single piece of information was missed, except for the whereabouts of the twins. By the time Jeremy was finished, Frank's expression had darkened. "What
The next day, Kara didn't smile or look friendly at all in the office. She's like a female version of cold Frank Harper. When she entered the CEO's room, Frank even raised an eyebrow. He didn't like the aura Kara was emitting. âDid she deliberately change her image to keep me away?â After clearing his throat, Frank curled up his lips. "You got home safely yesterday?" "Of course. Otherwise, how could I be standing here?â Frank's cheek twitched. He wasn't used to dealing with Kara who was super curt. âWhat are you calling me for?â the girl asked in an unhappy tone. Frank sighed in resignation. He could feel that the possibility of Kara being willing to move to a new apartment was now getting slimmer. "You know that property and construction is one of Savior's businesses, right?" Kara nodded. "Then, can you be my guinea pig again?" Kara's eyebrows furrowed. âI want you to live in Savior's new apartment for one month. You can invite your family. After that, give your testimony
Unexpectedly, Kara pulled the car door handle on the front passenger side. Frank stared wide eyed. He didn't dare move. Because the car was locked, Kara knocked on the window. Frank's heart skipped a beat like it was going to burst out of his throat. The tension within him now was much greater compared to when he faced the assassin. âJeremy, I know you're in there. Please open it. I really need your help.â Frank broke into a cold sweat. His brows furrowed. âShould I just go?â His hand went up to the car key, ready to turn it. However, seeing the annoyance on Kara's face, he finally sighed in resignation and opened the lock. Without wasting any time, Kara got in and threw the bag into the back seat. Pulling on her seat belt, she gasped for breath. âThere aren't any taxis around here, and I have to go to Garcia Hospital. Please take me ...." Just then, their eyes met. Kara spontaneously froze. Her eyeballs trembled. Her hand that was fastening the seat belt froze. Frank also fel
"In all the time I've known you, I've only heard your panic twice. When your lover was sick and now," Wela explained, half teasing. Frank's jaw tightened again. He thought that Wela had valuable information, but apparently not? "I'm not panicking." "You're panicking inside, Frankie. Now, instead of denying it, you should explain your lover's condition to me." Frank clenched his fists. He could feel the cold on his palms. "It's not Kara who's sick, it's her family." "Oh, she forbade you from interfering? That's why you asked me to check?" Frank scowled, but couldn't deny it. "Yes. Can you handle it directly? I don't want anyone else to know." Suddenly, Wela's small laugh echoed. "My Frankie, you have finally become a very caring adult man, huh?" "Stop teasing." Hearing that cold voice, Wela stopped laughing. "Yes, I really have to stop now. The conference will continue in a moment. I'll let you know once I get the news." "Can you do that quickly?" Instead of getting an answe
"It's not difficult, Emily. You just need to find Mommy and Grandma then listen to them secretly. You can bring Yemon if you're afraid." Louis nodded, reassuringly. "Are you okay being left alone?" Emily's voice was so sweet. "It's okay. I can call Mommy if anything happens." Louis tapped Susanâs phone on his lap with his tiny finger. Once again, Emily puffed out her cheeks. Carrying Yemon, she crawled out of bed. "Do it carefully, Emily. If anything happens, run here immediately." The little girl nodded before running out. Her long hair flowed beautifully down her back. At the corner of the corridor, she stopped. Peeking over the edge of the wall, she looked around. "Where do Mommy and Grandma go? If not to administration, do they go to the cafeteria? People usually chat there." After considering for a moment, Emily came out from behind the wall. Unfortunately, she bumped into someone. Her tiny body bounced and Yemon was thrown away. Tears instantly gathered in Emily's eyes.
âApart from that, Yemon also has a secret pocket. I often tuck letters to Mommy in it. Mommy will secretly reply," Emily continued in a half-whisper. Suddenly, Frank blinked. He just remembered about the secret mission he had to carry out immediately. "Emily, where is your brotherâs room? Your parents will be worried if you don't come back soon." Just when Emily was about to answer, a small voice came from the side. "You!" Frank looked over. A toddler boy with his hand wrapped in a cast was pointing his finger at him. That face was familiar, likewise with his movements. âLouis?â Frank was stunned. âWhat's wrong with these kids? Why do I always meet them on the same day? And why do they always remind me of Kara?â Suddenly, Emily struggled down from the chair. Seeing her in trouble, Frank helped. "Louis, why are you here? You can't move much yet," Emily sighed worriedly. Frank gasped. He just realized that the two children had quite similar face. âThey are twins?â "I caught up
Sean checked his phone again. âItâs the boy, Sirâthe grandson of one of the librarians.â Rowan's lips moved forward. "How is he?" âIt's not written in the report, Sir. Do I need to look for the information?â Rowan was silent for a moment. Then, he shook his head slowly. "No. That child has nothing to do with me. Just delete the assault part from the report. Make it look like an accident.â "Okay, Sir." Sean stepped back, returning to his original position. Meanwhile, Rowan sipped tea with a dreamy look. His brows were still furrowed. The image of Louis refused to leave his mind. Suddenly, the old man snorted with bitter laughter. âI should be thanking the person who launched the attack. Those illegitimate children should not be born. They will only tarnish Harper's good name.â Closing his eyes, he leaned back in his chair, letting the gentle breeze drift his thoughts. "Grandpa!" Rowan opened his eyes. He didn't know how long he was closed. If Frank's voice hadn't echoed, he wo
Philip rushed in and grabbed Barbara's hand. Before he could say anything, Barbara was pushing again. After Briony came out, Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. âPhilip .... Our child has been born.âEven though his head was nodding, Philip blinked in confusion. His mouth was agape, not knowing how to respond. "Yes ...," he sighed after a few moments. Briony's cries helped him regain his senses. "Wow," Philip blinked. He bent down, stroking his wife's hair with mixed feelings. "You're so great, Babe. You can give birth that fast." Barbara smiled proudly. "Our efforts weren't in vain, Phil. I was actually scared earlier. Briony's urge was very strong. But Louis and Emily forbade me to push. I tried to hold it in until finally, I gave in." Philip sighed in amazement and disbelief. Still looking stiff, he kissed Barbara's temple. "You're amazing, Babe. I'm glad you didn't encounter any major difficulties." Philip wiped the tears from her face. "I'm happy too. But where were you? I to
"Louis, Auntie is about to give birth!" Emily rose with a high arch of her eyebrows. "Youâre right! We have to take her to the hospital!" Wasting no time, Louis grabbed Barbara's hand, pulling her to turn around. "Come on, Auntie. Let's go back to the car." However, Barbara shook her head. Her face was pale, her body tense. Her feet seemed to be glued to the earth. "What's wrong, Auntie?" "Call Philip," she muttered softly. "What?" "Call Philip!" The twins flinched. After one nod, they ran towards Philip. "Uncle Philip! Uncle Philip!" "Hey, where are you guys going?" Barbara exclaimed again. The twins braked. When they looked back, Barbara was waving. "Why did you leave me here alone?" Her voice was shrill. "You told us to call Uncle Philip!" Louis shook his head, not understanding. "Yeah, but don't leave me here." While limping, she inched closer to Louis and Emily. "One person calls him. One more person, hold me!" The twins blinked. Not because they didn't understand, b
"Hello, Orion," Emily whispered as the tiny baby in the box opened his eyes. Her hand reached out, trying to reach his chubby cheek. From the other side of the box, Louis also looked inside. "Hello, Oscar." "Louis?" Emily scolded with round eyes. "Why do you call him Oscar? This is our first meeting with him. Don't make a bad impression." Louis pursed his lips. "Okay, sorry. I'm used to it. Let me repeat." After clearing his throat, he looked down again. "Hello, Orion. It's me, Louis. I'm your cousin." Emily smiled slightly and nodded. "That's just right." After giving Louis thumbs up, she waved her hand downwards. "And I'm Emily. Nice to meet you, Orion." For a few moments, the two toddlers were busy observing Orion. Philip and Barbara were amused by their comments. "It turns out that Uncle Philip was right. Orion looks like both of his parents. His eyes are like Auntie's, while his nose and mouth are like Uncle's." "His chin also looks like Uncleâs, but his hair looks like
A nurse tried to calm Ava. However, the woman still shook her head, rejecting all the words directed at her. She was very weak. The pain seemed to knock out all the bones in her body. Her brain could no longer function normally. "No. I have no strength anymore. I can't continue." After taking a heavy breath, Jeremy bowed. The nurse had shifted. Jeremy had more freedom to stroke Ava's hair which was wet with sweat and her face which was flooded with tears. "Ava, can you hear me? Ava?" Their gazes finally met. Jeremy could see the desperation in those brown eyes. "I can't take it anymore, Jeremy. I can't. Let the doctor take it out. I can't take it anymore." Jeremy's chest felt like it had been torn apart. He almost choked with pain. Stroking Ava's shoulder, he shook his head. "No, I know you. You're not someone who never gives up, Ava. You can do it." "But I don't have the energy anymore, Jeremy." "There is. There definitely is." Jeremy grabbed Ava's shaking fingers. "This is f
"Look at this, Brandon." Louis placed a stack of photo paper on the table. Then, he showed them one by one to his friend. "This is a picture of Russell crying. This is a picture of him laughing. And this is a picture of Russell being angry." "Can babies get angry? Isn't he still too young to understand anything?" Brandon shook his head faintly. Louis shrugged. "I don't know about that. But when Russell sees something he doesn't like, his hands keep flapping and his mouth makes sounds ...." Louis imitated a baby's moan which made the librarian glance. "Russell also has sharp eyes, Brandon. If he feels annoyed by us, he will glare while furrowing his eyebrows." Emily touched the base of her eyebrows, checking to see if they were the same shape as Russell's eyebrows in the picture. Brandon smiled at Emily's expression. "I think he must be really cute when he's angry." "Yes!" Emily nodded quickly. "He's always cute, all the time. Louis, show him a picture of Russell in the shower."
"Oh, look at Russell, Louis. Isn't he very handsome? He's clean and smells good." Emily put her nose closer to Russell's face. When she managed to kiss that very soft cheek, she giggled holding back her laughter. She didn't want to disturb Kara who was sleeping in Frank's arms. "Yes, he is very handsome. He looks like me. Isn't that right, Grandma?" Louis raised his gaze towards the woman holding Russell. Susan smiled amusedly. "Yes, he looks like you. Only his nose is a little sharper." Louis' lips immediately pursed. His forefinger pointed at his own nose. "How sharp do you want Russell's nose to be? My nose is already very sharp." Susan chuckled at Louis' answer. "Iâm just joking, Louis. It doesn't matter whose nose is sharper. What's important is that you're both healthy." Louis nodded in agreement. His hands then rose to touch the baby's feet. "Grandma, is Russell heavy?" Susan raised her eyebrows. "Do you want to carry him?" Louis glanced at Emily. "How about you try fir
"Hello, Good Boy," Kara held Russell carefully, as if the little creature was a very fragile pearl. Tears could not stop running down her face. After kissing the baby who was covered in a towel, Kara whispered again, "This is Mommy, Russell. I'm happy that I can finally hug you like this." While biting his lips, Frank also bowed. He stroked the tiny back then kissed his head. "And this is Daddy, Russell. Daddy is also happy that you are finally here." Still with a wide smile and red eyes, Frank looked at Kara gently. Before the pool of emotion dripped again, he quickly kissed her forehead. Kara closed her eyes accepting the warmth. "Thank you for giving birth to our son, Queen Bee," Frank whispered hoarsely. Kara smiled wider and nodded faintly. "Thank you for accompanying me here." "That's what I should have done a long time ago." Frank stroked her cheek before kissing her again. "Daddy, we want to see Russell too! Can we come closer?" Emily asked, jumping a little on the chai
Kara was sitting on the bed. Her head rested on the broad shoulder next to her. Closing her eyes, she tried to catch her breath."Is there any news from the Twins?" she asked quietly. Frank shook his head. His hands kept to massage Kara's fingers. "You don't need to worry about them, Queen Bee. They are independent and intelligent children. They will understand that you have to give birth soon. Let's celebrate their birthday after Russell is born, hmm?" After a short nod, Kara turned her head further. "Are you crying?" Frank's eyebrows pulled together. Moving his head away so that it would be easier to see her, he shook his head. "Why do you think I'm crying?" "Your voice is shaky, Frank." Pursing his lips, Frank took a deep breath. "I'm not crying." "Then why are your eyes red and watery?" Frank blinked firmly. "I'm not crying," he repeated with more emphasis. Still out of breath, Kara let out a laugh. Her head tilted slightly, waiting for his tears to fall. "Are you sure?"
"Hello, Brandon. Welcome to our event," Louis shook his classmate's hand. "Hello, Louis. Happy birthday. I hope you live a long and healthy life," the blonde boy said, occasionally glancing at Emily. "Thank you, Brandon. Did you come alone?" Brandon nodded. "Yes, my parents had to attend another event. So, only the driver took me here." After one blink, Brandon offered his hand to Emily. "Happy birthday too, Emily. You're so beautiful tonight." Emily shook Brandon's hand with a sweet smile. "Thanks, Brandon. You also look cool tonight. The jacket suits you." Brandon blushed. His lips twitched to suppress the excitement in his chest. "Thank you, Emily. I deliberately asked my mother to look for the best outfit. I want to look cool at this event." "Your mom has a good sense of fashion," Emily nodded before glancing to the side. "Louis, I think you should try a regular tie like Brandon. You're five years old. It's time for you to leave that bow tie behind. You should try somethin