Bertrand's POV “Mom please, Bertrand. You are the one I can rely on the most. I'm tired of work. Will your grandfather's inheritance just end like that?” I took a breath. If this is a legacy from my grandfather, of course, it cannot be maintained by my mother alone. Because my mother has three brothers and one sister. They also have quite a lot of roles, whereas my grandfather has more trust in my mother, so my mother is the main director. I'm also sure that her sister and brother also want to control the company. That's why companies often experience problems within the family, not with other people. And as far as I know, this financial manager is my mother's nephew too. I'm tired of dealing with them. That's why I chose to build my own business and not ask for a share in a plantation company. But problems always come like this. "That's enough, ma'am. Kaku just came with me. You live with me and you don't need to make a fuss about it. Just let everything be for wha
Bertrand's POV “But you have to eat. We are waiting for news from the police. Hopefully, we can soon find a bright spot regarding your father's death." Even though she was a little pushy, Megan finally wanted to eat. Servants serve food with a complete menu. I actually asked the servant to prepare enough food for the house so that whenever I wanted to eat, everything was there. * One week passed. I received news from the police station that Megan's father would soon be exhumed by digging a grave for judicial medical purposes, so the body would be removed from the grave and then an autopsy would proceed. Exhumation is often carried out some time after burial. I saw that Megan was still sad thinking about her father and I told her to wait for the right time so that she wouldn't be surprised either. "Tomorrow the police will exhume your father's body." "Oh yes? But can my father's body still be autopsied? It's been a week." "As far as I know, I still can. Pathologists c
Bertrand's POV My mother said that if she was married, she would give everything to her husband. Including love and sacrifice. She is willing to be cheated on too. Actually, it was stupid for me but not for my mother. If I was cheated on, of course, I would have left my partner. Because for me there is no forgiveness for people who cheat. Even though we have forgiven them, the act will easily relapse and it will be useless to forgive someone who has cheated. But that doesn't apply to my mother. It was my mother's stubbornness that passed on to me. I've felt hurt with Margaretta, so I don't want to be cheated on again. I don't want to cheat because I feel very heartbroken when I feel that way. I told my mother that Megan had made black forest tart pudding. "Oh yes? I like pudding. When might I want to have tart pudding made by her, okay?" "I'll tell her later. But I think I should go home, ma'am. Megan must be waiting for me. Yesterday her gynecologist also said
Megan's POV Finally, my twin girls were born. She is Isabella and also Sophia. Three days after I gave birth I was allowed to go home but not with my twin girls. They still need special care until they can be allowed to go home. "Bertrand, I just want to stay here until they come home." “I can't, Megan. They can't come home with us yet. Trust the doctor. Besides, you can visit them too. You also have to recover first. Every day we can come here to give them breast milk." I took a breath. I was forced to not be able to take them home because conditions made it impossible. But I also can't do much. Maybe that's not the best thing for my twin daughters. I kissed them both before I went home. "Mom, go home first, okay? Tomorrow Mom will come here again." Their faces are very funny. Well, their skin still looks red, still soft and adorable. They were in my womb for nine months and that's not a short time. Bertrand and I went home with a heavy heart because they also
Megan's POV “Of course, you can come with us, Mom.” My mother-in-law accompanied me here today. She also gave me attention to eating lots of fruit. Not to mention she was there when I was pumping breast milk. Well, because I can't immediately throw away my twin baby girls. And I wait until tomorrow comes. “When breastfeeding directly, there is no special technique. It's just that maybe your nipples will get sore and even bleed," said my mother-in-law. “Oh yeah, ma'am? Is that your experience?" "Yes, I even had to stop breastfeeding Bertrand because my nipples almost fell off because he bit him so hard. Even though he's crying, I can't breastfeed anymore." I was also horrified when I heard that. So Bertrand has been breastfeeding strongly since he was a baby. No wonder when we were having sex he really liked to breastfeed me. I smiled amusedly. But apparently, Bertrand noticed me. “Oh yeah, ma'am?” "People say that boys are quite strong at breastfeeding compared t
Megan's POV Every day I always cry. My feelings are fragile and chaotic. My previous happiness was just fake. I could only imagine that I would take them for a walk, even if it was just in front of the house. I will invite them both to tell stories about this and that. But all my hopes have been dashed. I really don't have Sophia now. Isabella is the one I have to look after right now. God, I am sincere, and take care of Sophia wherever she is. Even if she is still alive, please put her with people who love her. If she dies, I will try to be sincere and look after her until I catch up with her too. I agreed to go to the resort for a staycation with Bertrand and Isabella. Well, Isabella is currently my only daughter. I want her to be happy and one day I hope she understands that she has twin sisters. Arriving at the resort, the view is indeed beautiful. We were deliberately just the three of us without a babysitter. I actually use the services of a babysitter. After all
Megan's POV Isabella ate from the ground even after only a few minutes and it was finished even though it was covered in stains. It's understandable because it's still small too. Even though there is a babysitter, I also spend more time with Isabella. My psychological condition has started to improve, making me feel more responsible for Isabella. I'm sure Sophia will be looked after by God wherever she is. I leave Sophia to God. Bertrand also developed his business. He did that also to find the whereabouts of our missing daughter. He also often leaves the house to visit orphanages and distribute circulars, especially during his mission, whoever finds Sophia will be rewarded with a large amount of money. The servant told me, “Madam, there is Mrs. Marsha's coming.” "Oh yes." “Mom, you came.” "Sophia, there was someone who said he had seen Sophia but he wasn't sure where. It's just that I was carried by a beggar." “Huh? Where, ma'am?” “Well, the information is not c
Bertrand's POV I found out the address that Megan was referring to at that time. I've told people to watch the house. But there was almost no movement from the house. For one week no one came out or entered the house. There were only a few packages or food delivery people who came there and every time it came out it was the same person. I also took a photo of the person who took the package and I showed Megan that it was indeed the same person. I'm really suspicious if it's like this. Because it's really strange. But I didn't stop watching the house. The house is quite big and luxurious but no one comes in or out of the house. Or maybe guests and also the owner of the house. I also tried asking one of her neighbors if she might know the owner of the house. "Excuse me, sir, I wanted to ask if you know the owner of the house?" That person frowned. “Hm, I'm still new to living here. And the average person here is also introverted. We don't even know our neighbors here.