The Billionaire's Secret Twin Babies のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

I was caught off guard by the endearing nickname he gave me, "baby girl." Despite the storm of emotions raging within me, his words sent a tremor through my being, awakening a flutter of butterflies in the depths of my stomach.It was an absurd reaction, given the derogatory labels he had just used to describe me. How could I still find a glimmer of warmth in his words? Damn you heart for betraying me!"You accused me of infidelity and starting a family," Dante stated, seemingly composed, as his scrutiny intensified. "Enlighten me."I scoffed at his audacity, folding my arms tightly across my chest. Was he truly serious?"I have no desire to spend another moment in your presence, Dante," I declared, my voice tinged with resignation and anguish. "Keeping me captive here is a pitiful display of your character. If I am the whore and the slut you paint me to be, then release me. Let me go."Tears threatened to spill once more as I faced him, my vulnerability laid bare. Dante's piercing ga

Previously.......Trembling with a mix of fear and determination, my voice quivered as I mustered the courage to speak, "E-excuse me." I whispered, barely caring for Dante's demands to stay.The weight of my decision hung heavily upon me, for it was crystal clear what I needed to do. It was time to gather my precious babies and flee from this oppressive environment.With a sense of urgency, I snatched my bag, tears cascading down my cheeks like a downpour of rain. Each drop carried the weight of my anguish, from the immense pressure I had endured for far too long. Imaging running away from the very same pain years ago only to be met with that immense pain years later.As I hurried towards the exit of the building, the sound of Mavis's distressed voice echoed through the corridors, desperately calling out my name. Her concern added a hint of urgency to my already disheveled emotions.I frantically tried to flag down passing taxis, my tear-stained face a plea for help. But alas, the cru

"Wake up!" With urgency coursing through my veins, I reached out and shook Mavis gently yet insistently, witnessing her eyelids flutter open.She blinked, her vision gradually clearing as she slowly emerged from the haze of the chloroform that had enveloped her just moments ago.The weight of the situation bore down heavily upon on her, as evidenced by the throbbing pain that had her gripping her temples. Mavis let out a distressed groan, her ache mirroring the anguish that consumed within me.Mavis, sensing the intensity of my distress, mustered the courage to inquire about what had transpired during her unfortunate unconsciousness."My head hurts, what happened?" she murmured, her voice laced with both confusion and discomfort.Summoning every ounce of courage, I mustered the words that carried the weight of a heart-wrenching truth. "My precious babies," I uttered, my voice quivering with sorrow, "they have been kidnapped." Tears welled up in my eyes, cascading down my cheeks, each

I fought back tears, a mixture of heartbreak and frustration coursing through my veins, as his words cut through me like a jagged blade.Gritting my teeth, I managed to find a shard of resolve within me. "Let's go, Mavis," I uttered, my voice filled with a determination to distance myself from Dante and the woman who had become his confidante.The thought of remaining in the same house, breathing the same air as them, was unbearable. I harbored a deep-seated hatred for them both, and I was prepared to do whatever it took to rescue my babies on my own.Dante's grip tightened around my hand, and for a moment, a glimmer of hope flickered within me. But as he spoke, his voice tinged with rationality and concern, I pulled my hand away from his grasp, a gesture fueled by a mixture of defiance and wounded pride.The tears I had fought so hard to hold back threatened to spill over, but I swallowed them down, refusing to show any more vulnerability. "Think rationally, Avelyn," he implored. "Wh

Dante's PovAs I approached Catherine in the living room, a mix of concern and curiosity etched across my face, I gently inquired, "How are you feeling, Catherine?" My voice carried a subtle hint of empathy, acknowledging the pain she must have endured at the hands of Avelyn's explosive outburst that left her with a broken nose.Catherine's eyes met mine, a glimmer of relief flickering within them. With a surprising touch of resilience, she responded, "I'm actually doing much better now. As long as Avelyn confines herself to her room, I can't help but feel a sense of relief. It's an opportunity for all of us to regain a semblance of safety."I offered my apology, sincere and remorseful, acknowledging the upset Avelyn's uncharacteristic behavior had caused. "Once again, I apologize for Avelyn's boisterous behavior," I expressed, my words filled with a weight of responsibility. "To witness such a profound change in her demeanor is truly unsettling, especially considering her past nature.