บททั้งหมดของ Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father: บทที่ 391 - บทที่ 400

"Mom, you don't need to please those toddlers. Think about your health. You don't have to hear their noise." Eva nodded her head, emphasizing. Mrs. Connor furrowed her eyebrows. "No, I actually like their funny actions. I want to watch them." While Eva was pensive, Mrs. Connor patted the back of her hand. "I’m fine, Darling. You don't need to worry. Now tell them to come in." Eva didn't move. She didn't accept that the twins won her mother's heart. Suddenly, the whistle and drum sounded again. After a few moments, two toddlers appeared. Mrs. Connor chuckled at their serious face. At the end of the "performance", the twins bowed. Mrs. Connor clapped her hands even though her movements were not very agile. "Thank you for cheering me up, Sweet Kids. I didn't expect you to come with a surprise." "We promised to entertain you again, Mrs. Connor. Of course we have to keep our promise." Louis nodded firmly. His face beamed. Meanwhile, Emily smiled sweetly. She approached the bed, ask

"Mom, are you ready to start?" Ava asked while giving her mother a massage. Instead of answering, Mrs. Connor glanced at the door. "Where are the others? Don't Eva and the twins want to accompany me to therapy?" At that moment, Bryan came in smiling. "Eva is playing the water gun with Louis and Emily." Ava widened her eyes. "Eva wants to play with them? And get wet?" "Yeah. They're chasing each other in the side yard." While Ava blinked in disbelief, Mrs. Connor said, "I want to watch them play. Can we hold off on therapy until they're finished?" Ava blinked. "Of course." She herself was also curious about how the twins could persuade Eva to play with them. In the yard, Eva had been completely wet. She couldn't possibly win against two toddlers at once. "You guys! Stop running!" The twins didn’t listen. Unlike the sullen girl, they got more cheerful. Their running grew faster and their laughter grew louder. "Louis, help! The enemy is chasing me!" "Don't worry, Emily. I'll h

"So Jeremy's guess was correct? You were kidnapped? And you were free because you agreed something with Mrs. Moore?" Ava's voice turned hoarse. "Yes! I have no other choice. I have to agree that now is the time for me to destroy you!" "Eva!" Everyone turned towards the sound. Bryan turned out to be bringing Mrs. Connor towards them. The woman in the wheelchair seemed to be having difficulty catching her breath. "Tell me it's not true. Tell me you've never had such evil thoughts!" Eva gasped. Her mouth was agape, letting out a gasp of disbelief. "Mom?" A second later, she glanced at Ava with deeper hatred. "You brought Mom here on purpose?" "Eva!" Eva looked back at Mrs. Connor. Her mother's tears made her chest tight. Her hands clenched tightly into fists. "Please understand me, Mom. I'm doing all this for you. I don't want to be separated from you." Mrs. Connor shook her head faintly. "I am really disappointed in you, Eva. All this time, I have put all my love on you. I hop

"Mommy, do you think Eva is okay? Why hasn't Uncle Jeremy given us any news?" Emily blinked at Kara. Her tiny hands kept giving her mother massages. Kara turned her head with a gentle smile. "Eva must be very sad and shaken. Maybe Uncle Jeremy and Ava are busy calming her down." Louis stopped massaging his mother. He checked the time then pursed his lips. "But it's been an hour, Mommy. Uncle Jeremy must have let us know if Eva is fine." "Or it could be," Frank interrupted in a half-whisper, inviting the twins to listen carefully, "Uncle Jeremy forgot to tell you guys. He's become more forgetful since dating Ava. Maybe because his mind is too full with her." Emily's eyes narrowed. Her head tilted slightly. "I think that makes sense. Moreover, Eva must be crying and her voice is loud. It disturbs Uncle's concentration." Emily patted his ear lightly. "Daddy, is there any way to stop Mrs. Moore? I don't think she will stop doing bad things if she doesn't go to prison. Why doesn't Dad

Eva sat listlessly on the floor of her living room. Her swollen eyes no longer contained sadness. However, her nose still flared. The roar of her breath was too difficult to quench. "My boutique .... My hope .... My dream ...." She stroked the only frame that was still intact. There was a photo of her cutting the ribbon there—the moment at the inauguration of her new boutique. The curve of her lips was so wide in that picture. Meanwhile, her current face was dim. There was not the slightest light in her eyes. "Why could this happen to me?" she wailed, biting her lip. If her tears hadn't run out, her face would have been wet again. "What should I do now? Everything is gone. My boutique is gone." No matter how many times Eva repeated those words, her mind was not yet satisfied. She seemed to hope that a miracle would come to give her an answer. In silence, Eva shifted her sad gaze. Other pictures were scattered around her. One of them contained Ava's face. Under the cracked glas