"How old are you?" Frank asked spontaneously.
Emily furrowed her brows. Instead of answering, she just shook her head. "Sorry, Sir. Mommy said we shouldn't share personal information with strangers."
"But you already told me your name."
"That's a form of responsibility. Who knows, your knee hurts and you want to sue me. You can come here again and look for me."
Frank was amazed. That answer was too mature for Emily.
‘That stupid secretary couldn't have given birth to such a genius baby. It must be just a coincidence that they have the same last name.’
While Frank was lost in contemplation, Emily nodded respectfully. "Now please excuse me, Sir. I have to meet my brother. I'm afraid he'll bump into someone else if he keeps looking for me."
With sparkling eyes, Frank stared at Emily's tiny back away. Her thick hair swayed beautifully to match her steps. For the first time in history, Frank Harper was interested in a child.
"Isn't that toddler very cute?" Jeremy whispered, looking in the same direction. "She managed to steal the attention of the coldest CEO in the world. Would you like to look for her mother, Sir? I think she's a single mother. Emily didn't mention her father at all."
Hearing the joke, Frank's brows furrowed again. Taking out his sunglasses from the pocket, he stood up.
"Are you insulting me? Even though her child is cute, she's not on my level. See? She can only afford to give her child cheap clothes. The child's grandmother still has to work. Their life must be difficult. And if it's true that she's a single parent, that means she's either a widow or naughty woman. Why would I marry such a creature when my fiancee is almost perfect?"
After putting on his glasses, Frank straightened his suit. His schedule is tight. He couldn't waste any more time. Emily shouldn't take up five of Frank Harper's precious minutes.
"Now, any news from Ben?" Frank asked as he started walking.
"Yes, Sir. He invited you tonight to the Prince and Princess Resto."
Frank raised an eyebrow. The place was too feminine for him. The majority of visitors there are young couples with their children.
"Isn't there a better place?"
"That's his family's restaurant, Sir. Another option is Ben's own bar. Do you want to change it?"
Remembering the incident four years ago, Frank shook his head. "No. Prince and Princess Resto, right? We'll go there after finishing all the visits."
***
The twins sat side by side on a bus. Sunglasses make their tiny faces look even more adorable. It's no surprise that the focus of other passengers was on them.
"Your grandson is very beautiful and handsome, Madam," a woman sitting next to Susan praised.
The grandmother smiled. She was used to hearing those compliments.
Wherever Louis and Emily were, they never went unnoticed. Even though their appearance was simple, they always shone, especially if they took off their glasses. People would not blink at the beauty of that rare gray twinkle.
Like their grandmother, Louis and Emily also considered the admiring looks around them to be normal. The twins weren't bothered at all. They only needed to whisper so that their chat did not become public consumption.
“You're not making up stories, are you?” Louis narrowed his eyes even though Emily couldn't see it.
"I am not lying. The man really looked like a CEO. He was dressed coolly and he was followed by ten bodyguards! Whatever he said, they immediately obeyed."
Louis pensively listened to his twin sister's explanation. In his heart, he regretted not being able to witness the presence of that cool guy.
“Do you know his name? We can confirm whether he is the CEO or not on the library computer," Louis whispered hopefully.
However, Emily shook her head innocently. "I didn't have time to ask. I was too afraid that he would hold me responsible.”
"Then, let's just ask Grandma."
Emily's eyes suddenly rounded. "No! This is our secret."
"Why? Are you afraid of being punished for hitting a visitor?”
Emily glanced at Susan Martin. His grandmother was busy chatting with other passengers. “The man has gray eyes, just like us. Maybe he's our Daddy."
“Emily! We have agreed not to discuss about Daddy. "If Mommy finds out, she will be sad," Louis rebuked while shaking his sister's hand.
Emily's shoulders suddenly went limp. Her head was bowed. She remembered very well the feeling when she was hugged by that strange man. It was so calm and warm even though it was filled with tension. She forgot that their father was a bad person who abandoned his children. The man in the library wouldn't forgive her if he was their father.
Every time Louis and Emily asked, Kara always said that their father was in heaven. At first, the twins believed it. However, as time went by, they realized that it was not true. Kara never showed her father's grave or his photo. Their father disappeared without a trace so they believed Kara didn't have the heart to tell them the truth.
“Louis, Emily, we're here. Come on!”
Emily flinched. Pulling her glasses down her nose, she glanced out the window. It wasn't a stop near their house. "Where are we going, Grandma?"
Suddenly, Kara appeared and waved. She was already wearing a yellow dress that was as bright as the sun. A pink dress and a small blue suit were hanging on her hands.
Knowing that they were going to party, Emily's sadness immediately disappeared. After changing clothes in a public toilet and making sure their grandmother got a taxi, the three of them went to the restaurant of their dreams.
“Grandma must be sad. She was supposed to join in the party, but instead, she had a stomach ache," Louis looked back.
“Don't spoil the party, Louis. We can pack a menu for Grandma later," Emily said before shaking the hand that was holding her tightly. "Is that true, Mommy?"
Smiling sweetly, Kara nodded. "Yeah. We can order the most delicious menu for Grandma."
"Okay! Then, let's have fun!”
Louis let go of his mother's hand and ran. Seeing her son's enthusiasm, Kara rushed to carry Emily and chase him. As a result, when they arrived at the restaurant, they were short of breath. They had to catch their breath first before entering the gold-painted door like a gate to a fairy tale.
Seeing the interior which resembled a palace, Emily couldn't stop being amazed. Each large, towering glass window was decorated with red curtains. The gold carved pillars were no less amazing. What Emily liked most was the hanging lamp in the middle of the room. Its shape was like strands of sparkling rainwater reflecting light.
“Look at those candles, Emily!” Louis pointed towards the table they were going to sit at. “Isn't it similar to the one in your favorite story?”
"Yeah! That's Lumiere. Then Mommy is Belle and Louis is the Beast." Emily covered her laughter with one hand.
"No way! You can't equate me with the Beast. I'm too handsome.”
Emily folded her arms and shook her head firmly. “Look at your clothes, Louis! It's blue, the same as the one Beast wears.”
Louis looked at Kara with an annoyed expression. “Mommy, why did you choose blue for me? Emily made fun of me."
After lifting Louis into a chair, Kara stroked his round cheek. "Why are you angry? Didn't the Beast finally become a handsome and kind prince?”
Remembering the end of the story, the frown on Louis' forehead disappeared. He felt proud of the suit he wore. "That’s true. I am a changed Beast, Emily. I am a brave prince.”
After taking care of her son, Kara turned to face Emily. It turned out her little daughter was busy dealing with her hair. It got caught in her crown.
"Mommy, we have to fix my hair. Let’s go to the toilet." Emily pleaded with a worried expression.
Emily had high standards for appearance. Kara should rush to carry her.
"Louis, can you wait here? If the waiter comes to deliver food, greet him politely."
"Don't worry, Mom. I'm not going anywhere." Louis folded his arms on the table. Her tiny legs swayed to the rhythm of the music.
However, just a few seconds after Kara disappeared from sight, a group of men in black suits entered the restaurant. After they formed a line beside the red carpet, a man in a blue suit appeared. He stepped forward proudly while putting his sunglasses in his pocket.
Louis was amazed to see the charismatic guy. His eyes sparkled and his neck is elongated. "Wow, he's so cool! He's more suited to being a Beast than me."
Suddenly, Louis remembered Emily's story about the CEO who visited the library earlier. Suspecting that it was the same man, he slumped down from the chair. Without thinking, he went to follow the man to the VVIP room.
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