CHAPTER Nineteen

“Daddy I want that color”. Isabella said pointing at her red paint.

“Okay sweetheart, just sit tight”. Antiono said as he stood on his feet. He was aididng Isabella with her painting practice.

“No daddy not that ,I don't like it”. Isabella yelled as she jumped on her feet.

Antiono got pissed off,for the past half hour he has been trying to make the perfect paint for his daughter and it's seems she doesn't appreciate any single bit of it. At that point he wished Irene was by his side ,she would have done a better job at speaking Isabella that morning.

Tommy was more of the calm twin ,he was busy with his math homework,he understood the topic so he just needed little explanation to get the work done,he was better at understanding fast.

Antiono stood up from his chair, Isabella was now painting by her self,she was doing a pretty good job alone , Antiono walked off from the room where his twins were. He went over to the living room.

Relaxing on his chair,he turned on the TV. th