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Frank and Kara glanced at each other, not knowing how to respond. Even the twins were stunned. Only Barbara frowned secretly. She knew that her mother couldn't possibly change without a reason. "Grandma cooked for us?" Emily sighed, blinking. Melanie nodded with a small smile. "Yes. There's a special chicken salad for you." Emily smiled broadly. After turning her head, she saw the same expression on Louis. "It seems Grandma has changed too," she whispered excitedly. Louis nodded. A second later, he looked at Melanie. "Thank you, Grandma. We are happy that Grandma wants to cook for us." "Yeah, me too. Thank you, Grandma." Emily put her hands to her cheeks and tilted her head. Melanie laughed warmly. "You're welcome. Now, let's clean up." She patted Frank's shoulder and glanced at Kara. "You too. Get ready." Kara smiled and nodded awkwardly. "Yes, Mom." Frank did it too. Then, while wondering, he and the others went towards the stairs. He didn’t notice that Melanie's smile turne
"Daddy?" Barbara sighed spontaneously. "Why does he come here?" Melanie grimaced. Roughly, she opened the door. "Send him away! We don't want to see him. Tell him not to bother us anymore!" One of Philip's eyebrows rose. He glanced at Barbara. The girl looked worried. "Sorry, Ma’am. We didn't know you didn't want to see him. We invited him in. Your husband is waiting in the living room." Melanie gasped. Without further ado, she went to see Paul. Barbara hurried to follow. "Daddy ...." Tears came out when Barbara saw her father. However, when she was about to approach him, Melanie held her hand. "Stay where you are," she whispered to Barbara before looking at Paul sharply. "What do you want to come here for?" The man in the suit with the messy tie got up from the sofa. His eyes no longer wandered. "Melanie .... Barbara ...." The curve of his lips looked very tired, especially with thick eye bags and messy hair. "How are you guys? Are you comfortable living here?" Melanie snort
"What do you mean?" Melanie swallowed hard. Her tongue was going numb. Paul smiled slyly. "You think I don't know? You are a murderer. You are lucky that I still loved you all this time. Now, because that time is over, is there any reason for me to cover up your crimes?" Paul's crisp laugh filled the air. When it subsided, the rest left an impression of horror. "Life is funny. We started at the altar but ended up together in prison.” Suddenly, Paul leaned forward, whispering, "But after thinking about it, I think you'll be the one to go in there first. I still have a chance. Maybe, there's a kind investor who wants to be my savior. But you ...." His finger was pointed forward. "You have no hope. Your sins cannot be erased like a debt." While Paul laughed again, Melanie grimaced in annoyance. When her chest became too tight, she grabbed Paul by the collar. "Don't mess up with me! You think you can threaten me with that? You don't have solid evidence." "Is that so?" Paul nodded m
"Listen, Frank," Paul suddenly spoke. He couldn't wait for Melanie to act. "I actually don't feel comfortable coming here in a condition like this. However, I have no other choice. My company is deteriorating. I need quite a large amount of funds to save it." Frank put his hand under his chin. Melanie and Paul held their breath waiting for his response. "So?" Paul gasped. He didn't expect such a short answer. "Maybe you've heard. Our company was once the largest gold mining company in the next town. Our prospects were big. Unfortunately, a disaster occurred and fund management had recently out of the predictions." Paul moved forward in his seat. His hands came up on the table. "I admit I was careless. But I can guarantee that it won't happen again. Once we get more funds, multiple profits await. So, how about you invest in our company?" Paul's eyebrows rose, as if ready to hold out hope. However, Frank was silent. He glanced briefly at his wife. Kara didn't give any clues. "How
"I am alright. Your grandfather inherited a lot of stock, Frank. The dividend I received was small compared to the number of shares, but it was very large for me. That's enough to help Mr. Harris' company, even if there's still some left.” Kara nodded, reassuring. Frank turned somber. While straightening up, he pulled Kara and embraced her. "I'm bothering you again," he grumbled like a child. Sighing with laughter, Kara stroked Frank's hair. "I'm actually proud to be able to help you and your family." Frank placed his chin on Kara's chest. Through the upper corners of his eyes, he expressed love. “Thank you very much, Kara. After my savings are filled again, you can buy anything. I'll treat you." “You say so on the ordinary day. How is it different now?” Frank snorted a smile. “Of course it's different. It's a special treat without limits. Whether you want to buy a rocket or a cruise ship, I will make it happen." Kara's laugh was light in air. While nodding, she rubbed her husba
Paul started to growl. His head shook firmly. "You can't separate me from Barbara. She's my daughter!" "She is also my daughter, and the sister of the richest businessman in the world. You think she will choose you? You even had the intention of stealing her favorite diamond." "You ...!" Melanie quickly raised her hand. "Enough. There's no point in us arguing. It will only prove that we are no longer compatible. Now go!" Melanie glanced at the fence in the distance. "Take care of your company. If you can make it number one company, maybe I can consider coming back to you." Paul's fists began to shake. His shoulders shook violently. "You'll regret throwing me away. You won't be able to be happy, Greedy Woman. And Barbara won't be able to stand following you." Melanie shrugged her shoulders lightly. "We will see later." After snorting, Paul got into the car. His determination was firm. He would take Barbara and ruin Melanie's life after their divorce. As Paul left, Melanie pic
Under the dim night lit by garden lights, Barbara's lips curved downwards. Tears had gathered in her eyes. "What will happen to me? After Mom and Dad divorce, should I choose one of them?" After a moment of silence, Barbara let out a long sigh. "But I'm an adult. I shouldn't depend on my parents anymore. Should I just live independently? I won't be pressured anymore by Mom's demands or Dad's expectations." Suddenly, Barbara started hitting her head. "If I had practiced being independent a long time ago, of course I wouldn't have to worry anymore. I could rely on myself—taking care of the house, earning money." Barbara snorted in annoyance and grimaced. "But in reality, I can't even cook. I don't have any savings. I would starve to death if I tried to survive alone." "Are you meditating?" Barbara gasped. Quick as lightning, she looked back. Philip had been standing a meter away from her with his hands in the pockets. His smile made Barbara's tears recede. "You're following me ag
"Mom, why did you say that?" Barbara tugged at her mother's sleeve. Melanie brushed her hand away. "Don't get involved, Barbara. This is a matter between me and the man who doesn't know himself. His job is only to manage the house and take care of the children. How dare he want to get close to you? What does he really have?" Philip took a deep breath. His hands clenched into fists at his sides. "Sorry, Madam. What's wrong with my job? Why do you mention it like a lowly job?" While Barbara was stunned, Melanie sighed in disbelief. "You dare to fight?" With round eyes, Melanie approached the man. However, before she could reach him, Barbara stopped her. "Enough, Mommy. Don't embarrass me." "The man behind you is shameless. He's just an assistant, but he acts like a boss." “Then what about me? I don't even have a job. Did I embarrass you?” Melanie was taken aback. "You're defending him? What's wrong with you?" "There's nothing wrong with me. Philip has fixed me!" Melanie's laug
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