"Auntie," Louis appeared in his excited manner, "we met Mr. Morris earlier. He said he came to offer you the apartment and the conditions are still the same!" Emily, who arrived later, clenched her fists in front of her chest. "Did you accept the apartment? Will you live there? Will you leave us?" Barbara and Philip glanced at each other. Their hearts were tickled by the reaction of the toddlers. Secretly, they were grateful that they hadn't been caught red-handed. "I bet you didn't hear Mr. Morris's explanation until the end," Barbara said, making the twins' eyebrows furrow. "Yes, we want to hear it directly from you. You won't leave us, right?" Emily pouted with her teary eyes. "If you move there, we can only see each other on holidays. That would be very painful." Louis held his chest and grimaced. Laughing, Barbara approached the twins. "Are you that afraid of losing me?" The Twins nodded. "We already love you, Auntie. We hope we can play and work together every day." Emil
Melanie got up and walked quickly towards her daughter. The others immediately stepped aside, while Emily ran towards Philip. Barbara quickly protected her wound. "Oh, my sweet daughter. Are you not sick anymore? People said you needed to be hospitalized for a few days. I wanted to visit you, but they didn't allow me. They were afraid I would be hysterical." Melanie stroked Barbara's hair, as she usually did. However, Barbara felt strange. She couldn't even smile. "Yes, I'm getting better. How are you, Mom? Are you getting better too?" Her voice was hoarse. "I’m not sick. I just miss you, Darling. But now, you're home. There's nothing more for me to worry about. As soon as your dad comes home, we'll have dinner together, hmm?" Everyone was stunned. They glanced at the officers standing guard near the door in unison. "Why is my mother like this? Are you taking care of her properly?" Barbara sighed, as Melanie continued to play with her hair. Before the officer could answer, Mela
"Do I look like a weak man now?" Frank sighed. "No," Kara shook her head quickly. "Feeling sad doesn't make someone weak. I'm actually proud of you." After regaining distance, Kara cupped his cheeks. "You have done a lot for your mother. You have also given your best to her. And after all your struggles and sacrifices, you can still be wise enough to accept the results even though they are bitter. You are extraordinary." Frank pursed his lips. His eyes filled with tears looking at his wife's sincerity. "I'm sorry I couldn't give you good mother-in-law." Kara took a deep breath and shook her head firmly. "It's not your fault, Frank, and it doesn't matter to me." "But I feel sorry for you, and the kids too. You can't keep good memories of my mother. Sorry." Kara smiled wryly. She realized that her words would not succeed in making Frank let go of his burden. "Is there anything I can do for you? Something that will make you feel calmer?" Frank shook his head faintly. His eyes th
"I don't know exactly how you feel. Our situations are different. Mom and I are not as familiar as both of you are. But ...." Frank stole a glance. His gaze turned sad. "From what I've heard, the closer a relationship is, the more painful it is to be separated. So, I guess you're suffering a hundred times more than me." Barbara swallowed hard. Her throat was dry. She couldn't get out the words. Only her eyes spoke. She couldn’t believe that Frank really noticed her. "You know the others are worried about you, right?" Frank continued. Barbara turned away from him, worried that her emotions would escape. "Sorry. I didn't mean to cause trouble. I've actually tried to forget about it, to be fine. But apparently, it's not easy." "Then don't." Frank turned around, facing his half-sister. "Don't pretend to be fine. Let out all your anger. Since the circumstances cannot be changed, we can only manage what we can control." Barbara shook her head. One of her hands was clenched in front o
After dinner, Barbara was finally no longer languishing in her room. Instead, she sat in the back yard. Her eyes were puffy, fixed on Melanie's dark bedroom window. She felt silly because she expected her mother to appear there. "Auntie." Barbara quickly wiped her face. As soon as she found Emily's round face, she forced a smile. "Hey, why are you here?" With a sad face, Emily leaned her body against Barbara's legs. "Are you still sad? I thought you're not sad anymore." Barbara pursed her lips. As much as possible, she restrained her lungs so they didn't expand or contract too much. "I'm not sad," she shook her head. "If you’re not sad, why are you alone here?" Barbara twitched an eyebrow. She had to quickly make up an excuse. "I'm waiting for Philip." "Philip is still in there. He's working on something with Louis." Barbara nodded slightly. "That means I have to wait longer. No problem." "Then what will Auntie do here?" Barbara looked around. "Relax, look at the night view
"Auntie will definitely be very happy after watching this. Trust me," Louis handed the tablet to Barbara's left hand. "Is that so?" Barbara tried to sound enthusiastic. "Yes, you will be so happy you won't be able to sleep," Emily said, confidently. A second later, she raised her eyebrows at Louis. "Can we start now?" Louis nodded firmly. "Yes! Let the video starts!" He clicked the play button. Two female characters appeared on the screen. They were standing in front of a fence. One had pink hair, the other had a bun. Each of them was carrying a suitcase. In an instant, Barbara's eyes filled with tears again. Melanie was still very healthy at that time. She remembered how excited her mother was when she dressed up before leaving for the Harper residence. When other characters appeared, Barbara's mood changed. Warmth slowly enveloped her and she began to smile. "Look, Auntie. Isn't my character very handsome?" Louis pointed to the image of himself. "Louis cheated, Auntie. He ma
"Barbara!"Barbara took a glance. Seeing Philip, a small hiss escaped her mouth. "You got the news too?"Philip let out a faint sigh. His head shook. His hand rose towards her arm. “Whatever people say out there ... you don't need to listen to it.”Unfortunately, Barbara's tears had fallen. She dodged Philip's touch then ran towards the door."Barbara!"His call was like the wind. The girl kept running inside. She even ignored everyone near the door."Barbara," Frank called when he managed to hold her arm.However, Barbara fought back. Afraid that the girl would be in pain, Frank let her go. The others could only stare pensively at Barbara's back."What should we do, Frank?" Kara furrowed her eyebrows.While Frank shook his head faintly, Louis' voice was heard. "Daddy!" The toddler panting approached. "What happened? Why is Auntie crying?"Behind him, Emily walked quickly, dragging Philip's hand. "Auntie is also angry," she added."The news about Grandma Melanie is spreading, Little
After a blink, Louis was running again, following the others. “Mommy, Emily!” It wasn't just those two people, Frank, who was standing closest to the door, turned around. "What's wrong, Louis?" “Auntie plans to leave. She is preparing her suitcase!” Emily's jaw dropped. Panic, she shouted at the door. “Auntie, are you listening to me? Please don't go." Louis didn't want to lose. He slipped between Philip and his parents then stopped beside Emily. “Auntie, please don't go! None of this is your fault. You don't need to feel guilty.” However, a few moments later, Barbara opened the door with a sad expression. A suitcase stood by her side. “Barbara, where are you going?” Kara sighed, worried. “Sorry, I can no longer stay here. I don't want people to think bad about you. It should be Mom and me who bear the consequences. Not you guys.” Frank hurriedly held her arm. “Can you ignore them? Those people are just jealous of you. They don't like it when you are happy. They forget that I
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