"What can you do?" Frank tilted his head. "I can persuade Grandma slowly, but I need your cooperation." Sophia nodded. "What do you want us to do?" "I can persuade Grandma to talk to you privately. While waiting for approval, can you ask Kara not to provoke Grandma?" Frank laughed dryly. "What do you mean by not to provoke? Do you think my wife is a catfight?" "That's not what I mean. I just—" "Hi, Sophia. You're here?" Sophia turned her head. Kara turned out to be walking towards them. Frank immediately greeted her with a bright smile. "Hello, Queen Bee." "You really called me that?" Kara whispered as she pinched Frank's stomach. The man laughed briefly. "Isn't that our agreement?" Kara narrowed her eyes before turning to Sophia. "So, what were you guys talking about?" "Sophia said she wanted to help." "Yes, I don't like seeing you guys working while I'm relaxing," the woman interrupted, gracefully. Frank was stunned. He was curious why Sophia stopped explaining. "You'
An hour passed, the twins looked much happier. Emily had forgotten her worries, and Louis was increasingly impatient about riding. "Daddy, Daddy!" The twins ran over to Frank who was standing at the stable entrance. When Frank lowered his body, the two toddlers immediately jumped to embrace him. "Daddy, Sophia is so cool! She rides like a brave knight." While laughing warmly, Frank patted his children's tiny backs. "Is it true?" "Yes!" Louis let go of his embrace, bringing his twinkling eyes to his father’s. "She could even make that horse jump over a hay bale!" "Daddy should have watched earlier. Uncle Jeremy also admitted that Sophia was great." Frank glanced at the man who had just arrived by their side. His smile was mischievous. "Are you fascinated by Sophia?" Jeremy shrugged lightly. "Just trying to please the twins. They keep forcing me to admit that Sophia is cool." "Sophia is cool, Uncle." "She's beautiful and good at riding. She's like a royal princess going to war
Kara smiled wryly. "She had a valid reason." "But I still don't like her. You have to be more careful, Sister-in-Law. Don't be fooled by her friendliness. And at the orphanage, don't separate yourself from me. I will protect you from anyone." Kara laughed amusedly. "I'm very lucky to have a sister-in-law as reliable as you." "Tell me that later, after my duty as a bodyguard is successful. Now let's see what their plans are. Stay alert, okay?" Kara nodded slightly. "Okay." Upon arrival at the orphanage, Kara and Barbara were not greeted by anyone. All the children stand around Sophia. They scrambled to hug the woman first. "I think I know why Grandma asked us here." Barbara leaned towards Kara. "What?" Kara replied with the same volume. "So that Sophia can show off. Look. She must feel the greatest, the most generous, the most compassionate." "Isn't this view very beautiful?" Diana suddenly stood beside them. Barbara spontaneously straightened up. "Yes, Grandma." She forced a
"Good girl," Diana patted Sophie's cheek before leaving. Barbara's grin could no longer be covered. Sophia heard it. "Grandma treats me too much, doesn’t she?" Barbara raised her eyebrows. She blinked when she saw the guilty look on Sophia's face. "You realize that?" Sophia nodded weakly. "Actually, I'm also uncomfortable. Grandma seems unfair. I feel awkward in front of you." While sticking a name tag on the hat, Sophia widened her smile. "So, if there's anything I need to do, don't hesitate to tell me, hmm? I'll definitely help you guys." Barbara felt disgusted seeing those fake friendly eyes. She knew exactly what kind of person Sophia was. She had played that role before. However, in order to avoid further conversation, she nodded, forcing a small laugh. "Was I this bad before?" Barbara thought sadly. "It's great that Philip wants to accept me." Late in the afternoon, Frank and the others returned to the inn. Seeing that the twins were only playing together, he gasped. "Ki
Seeing her favorite person, Diana's face immediately brightened. "It's nothing, Sophie. It's no big deal. It's just that Kara refused my request to make dinner." "It wasn't Mommy who refused. It was us who forbade her. Mommy has a fever," Louis explained in an annoyed tone. Sophia blinked in annoyance. However, two seconds later, the sound of her laughter was heard. "Gosh, Grandma. If Kara can't make it, I'm willing to prepare dinner. You don't need to be angry." "Sophie, why are you siding with them? I just want this woman to cook. Can't you just fulfill an old woman's wish?" Confusion spread in the air. No one dared to refute Diana's last sentence. Like it or not, Kara made a decision—to give in again. "Okay, I'll prepare dinner. Do you have any special orders, Grandma?" Diana's chin lifted along with her eyebrows. "Anything. What's important is that you cook. Not someone else." "Okay." Kara nodded while secretly glancing at Frank, asking for him not to say anything else. On
After a brief silence, Frank caught the sound of footsteps. "You're back? Why so fast?" He turned around with a smile. But a second later, his face turned cold. "Hi," Sophia approached with awkward movements. "Where are the others?" Frank's jaw shifted slightly, making an unfriendly impression. He was starting to get sick of that question, even though he had only heard it twice from Sophia. "What are you doing here?" he asked, sounded annoyed. "I want to help." Sophia shrugged. Frank snorted. "If you're just seeking for attention, you’re better not to." Sophia smiled wryly. "Are you angry with me?" Frank didn't answer. He returned his focus on the potato in his hand. "I heard Kara has a fever. Is she better?" Frank let out a light laugh. "Why ask something that's certain? She hasn't had time to rest yet. How could it be that she's getting better?" "Sorry. I actually wanted to help Kara earlier, but Grandma told me not to." "Yeah, yeah," Frank replied lazily, "you feel bad
Kara's eyebrows furrowed. "Please don't be angry, Mrs. Johnson. We're not playing around. There was an emergency earlier. Now, I'll go back to the kitchen and continue cooking, hmm?" Kara spoke so gently. However, Diana responded with a harsh snort. "Continue cooking you said? You think I don't know? Sophia is the one who has been busy in the kitchen. She prepared dinner alone." Kara's jaw clenched. Her chest was tight and her lungs were hot. Once might be a coincidence, but twice was intentional. Sophia and Diana had broken through the limits of her tolerance. "Sorry, Mrs. Johnson. I don't understand whether you close your eyes on purpose or what. But since earlier, the others and I have been busy in the kitchen. Sophia wasn't the one who prepared all that." Everyone's eyes spontaneously widened. They didn't expect Kara's patience to finally wear out. Meanwhile, Diana was stunned. "You dare deny it?" "You can check the kitchen. There are potatoes that have only been half peele
Kara smiled wryly. "No, Little Bee. I’m just tired. By tomorrow morning, I will be fit again.""Alright then. Kids," Frank pointed to the clock on the wall, "how about you go back to your rooms? Let Mommy rest."Knowing that bedtime had arrived, the twins' pouted."Why does time run so fast? Actually, I still want to play with Mommy," Emily grumbled."We can keep playing in our dreams, Little Bee."Seeing her mother's sweet smile, Emily slowly curled up her lips again. "That's right. I hope Mommy is healthy when we meet in my dream."She kissed Kara's cheek. "Good night, Mommy."Louis also widened his smile. "Sweet dream, Mommy." He kissed Kara three times.Kara laughed softly. "Thank you, Little Bee."Then, she straightened up her back, letting Frank move. However, before Frank had time to shift, Emily held him."Daddy, you don't need to read us a story tonight. Just look after Mommy. We'll be fine."Kara and Frank flinched. Pride radiated from their eyes. "Are you serious?"Emily no
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