Hello, Everybody. Welcome to season 2. Let's see how the twins rock! Their cuteness will be overload. >,<
Everyone was stunned, even the twins. Their eyeballs shook, looking for an explanation."Mommy? Is that witch really our grandmother?" Louis whispered.Emily quickly hushed. Her index finger was extended in front of her pursed lips. “Watch your mouth, Louis.”Meanwhile, Kara let out a faint sigh. Without waiting for orders, she took the twins from Frank's arms. "Come here, Little Bees."Frank handed over the two toddlers with a blank gaze. His face was a little pale. When he straightened up again, Melanie immediately hugged him.“Sorry, I only saw you now. I didn't know that your grandfather had died. I shouldn't let you face everything alone. That must be really hard for you.”Frank's breath hitched. His chest felt tight instead of warm. Gritting his teeth, he lowered his mother's hands from him."I am not alone. I am with my family—the people who’re always by my side, the people who never left me. What do you want, Mom? Why do you come here after all this time?”Melanie put some wri
“Kara,” Frank whispered softly, “do you mind if my mother lives with us?” Kara glanced at Philip briefly. They had the same idea. She was sure Frank had it too, but he also had no choice. “This is your house and she is your mother. Of course she has the right to stay here, Frank. I have no right to forbid it.” Kara curled up the corners of her lips. Frank caressed her face. After restoring his smile, he lowered his gaze. “Kids, would you mind if your grandmother lived with us?” The twins stared at each other. Their cheeks puffed out and their brows furrowed. After one breath of resignation, Emily said, "It doesn't matter, Daddy." “Yeah, after all, she is your mother. We don't want Daddy to be a disobedient son," Louis continued, half-heartedly. The curve of Frank's lips turned crooked. “Thank you, Kids.” After giving them kisses, Frank turned back to Melanie. "You can stay with us." Melanie breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Son. Thank you." Without hesitation, she pulled
At that moment, Susan appeared with two bouquets of flowers. “Louis, Emily, where have you been? I thought you would help me in the greenhouse."The twins looked over. In an instant, their expressions turned bright. "Grandma!" Without warning, the two of them ran to hug Susan."What is this? We haven't seen each other for an hour, you guys miss me already?”Louis glanced at Melanie with narrowed eyes. His cheeks puffed out, trying his best not to let out emotion. "Yes, we just realized that Grandma is the best grandmother in the world," he praised and also teased other people.Susan laughed warmly. She bent down, kissed the twins' heads.“By the way, who are they?” she asked as she straightened up again.Emily looked up at Susan. "They are Daddy's mother and half-sister."Susan suddenly raised her eyebrows. After a few blinks, her brain regained control of her facial expressions.“Hello, Mrs. Harper. Nice to meet you here," she said sincerely.However, Melanie just snorted. Her arms r
Kara smiled at them. “You are so great, Little Angels. Not everyone has the courage to make difficult decisions.” Emily spun around to face her. “We were inspired by Mommy. No matter what happens, we must remain good people.” Louis nodded in support of his sister's statement. “Now, since we have finished discussing, it is time to execute our plan. Welcome back, Mommy, Daddy.” He handed a bouquet of flowers to his parents. Not wanting to be left behind, Emily joined in holding the bouquet. “Welcome back, Mommy, Daddy.” She gave them her best smile. Frank and Kara laughed softly. “Thank you, Kids.” "Thank you, Little Angels." Kara welcomed the flowers and hugged them. After that, Frank's arms wrapped around the three of them. "Let's keep our palace safe," the man whispered. "Yes." As the twins bond with their parents, Susan and Philip exchanged glances. Their lips were curved, but their eyes gave off the same impression. Anxiety. When lunch time arrived, the twins excitedly wa
"Mommy ...." The twins hugged their mother's legs. Kara glanced over and smiled. "Hey, why are you guys here?" "As expected, being kind to bad people is difficult. They're too annoying, Mommy." "Yes. I almost cried earlier," Emily rubbed her eyes as she had done before. While cutting the tomatoes, Susan sighed. "What else can we do? They're our family too." Kara gave a limited nod. Her hands casually turned over chicken meat in the frying pan. "Yes. We have to be patient with them." "But my patience is very thin, Mommy. How can I bear to see their behavior?" Kara put down the spatula and bent down to pat her son's cheek. "By being silent. If you feel like getting angry or crying, just hold your breath. Count to nine. No need to talk." "Why nine?" Emily tilted her head. "If you want longer, that's fine. But can you do it?" The twins raised two hands together with one finger folded. "Okay, just nine." Kara laughed and ruffled the twins' hair. "Want to help Mommy make sandwich
Melanie pulled Barbara to sit with her on the edge of the bed. "We have to win your brother's sympathy. Now that I think about it, he has been blinded by those lowly people. We won't be able to shift their position openly." "Then what should we do? I don't want to pretend to be nice to them. That's not my style." Melanie patted the back of Barbara's hand. "Just ignore them. If you can't do anything good, just be neutral. Don't bother or mention anything about them." Barbara frowned. "That's even more difficult." "Just focus on winning your brother's heart. Don't think about anything else." "How do we do it? You don't even remember his allergy. We need to know the enemy before challenging him," Barbara said sarcastically. Melanie took a deep breath, controlling her emotions. "I haven't had anything to do with Frank for a long time. Isn't it natural that I forgot about his allergy? My focus has only been on you, Darling." Gradually, the wrinkles on Barbara's face faded. After her
"Hello, my daughter-in-law." As Melanie walked over, Kara smiled. Her head nodded awkwardly. "Hello ..., Mom." Kara's tongue tasted bitter. When Melanie arrived in front of her, she almost stepped back. Her mother-in-law's gaze was like a murderer. "Sorry I didn't attend your wedding. I didn't get any news at that time." Melanie raised an eyebrow. The curve of Kara's lips froze. After a moment of silence, she nodded. "It's okay, Mom. It was our fault that we missed you from the invitation list." Melanie's cheeks twitched slightly. She didn't expect her daughter-in-law to dare answer like that. "I've always wondered what it would be like to chat with my daughter-in-law. Do you have time? How about we chat outside?" The invitation sounded like a challenge. Kara accepted it with a small nod even though her heart was pounding violently. Arriving at the upper balcony, the two of them sat flanking a table. "Would you like something to drink, Mom? Tea, perhaps?" Kara took out her cel
"What if you meet a woman prettier than me? Sexier? Smarter? More powerful? More everything?" Kara raised an eyebrow. Frank shook his head firmly. "That's impossible, Kara. Even if there were, I would still consider her as lower than you. You are always my number one." Without realizing it, Kara's lips trembled. Compassion had welled up in her chest. Before Frank caught it, she tightened her embrace again. "Thanks, Frank," she whispered. "I'm the one who should be thanking you." Frank put his nose on Kara's shoulder, inhaling the scent he loved the most. In a blink of an eye, his blood rushed to his groin. "Kara, how about we go to the bedroom now?" Feeling something pressing against her, Kara sighed in disbelief. "You're lucky Louis is still playing in the back yard." "Yeah, that's why we should hurry. Don't let anyone see and accuse me of needing to pee again." Kara laughed even harder. Letting Frank take her hand, she ran along. She had forgotten about her mother-in-law wh
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. “Philip .... Our child has been born.”Even 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. "You’re 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 Uncle’s, 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. "I’m 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