Semua Bab She Returned with Genius Babies, He Regretted: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Tristan’s POV“New footage about the Blake Industries robbery has been released, and the real culprit behind it has been revealed to be the victim’s own aunt.”Chaos just erupted in the house. New reports just got released, and all I can feel is dread mixed with a dose of relief.Dread because I have no idea what this means for my sales.And relief because at least now, I know that we’re approaching the end.The truth has finally been released.Elena will be set free.Free from all the issues. Free from all the mess. Free from me.Me. The person who got her here in the first place.Not a very long time has passed, I know. It’s only been a couple of days. But guilt has been eating away at me. Every time I look in the mirror and see the scabs and the bruises on my face, I start to wish that Alexander could’ve done more. I start to hope that if I see him again, he better make sure to hurt me well.Because I don’t think I will ever forgive myself for what I did to Elena.It’s not just the

Third Person POV“Mira? What brings you here?”Benjamin is shocked to find Mira knocking on the door of his apartment at four in the afternoon. Even more shocked to see that Ethan is with her, wearing big headphones and singing along to some music that Mira put on so that he won’t hear a thing.Good thing that his wife isn’t here. She’s on a business trip. Which means that if Mira does decide to repay him, he will be right here….But Mira puts a stop to that fantasy real quick.“I need your help,” she says, cutting him off. “Can we come in? But you need to remember that this is strictly business, and I don’t want any fooling around. If Ethan hears or sees something, he’s going to report to Tristan.”Benjamin looks at her, then at the kid. All his desires fall flat. He just sighs and opens the door. “Lucky the wife isn’t here. But what do you want? What’s going on?”“Go play in the living room, Ethan,” Mira says to the child, who immediately obliges and brings his toys out of his backp

Elena’s POVNow it all makes sense.Her weakness. Her constant fatigue. The fact that she wasn’t as active as she used to be for the past weeks.I start to cry harder.How did I let this go this far? How did I neglect my children? So many things happened and I didn’t focus on them. I was so wrapped up in all the drama regarding Tristan, that I failed to see what’s really important.M y heart breaks. I look down at Sophie and guilt just eats away at me. Liam holds my hand like he can feel it, but I can’t take comfort in anything because I know that it’s all my fault.“She has a twin,” I say, my desperation making my heart shake. “Maybe Liam can donate.”She shakes her head. “Unfortunately, he won’t be able to. We will test the father and mother.&rd

Third Person POVMira is furious. But she knows that if she shows even a tiny sign that she’s angry, her cover will be blown.However, she was still free to express that rage on the way to the hospital, so that’s exactly what she did. Benjamin has picked her and Ethan up from her parents to explain the situation.“I don’t know what the fuck happened,” he said as he drove them to the hospital. “I swear, I just set up the explosion for Elena. But for some reason, Tristan showed up and triggered the bomb himself!”Mira wasn’t sure how to feel. Because on one hand, she was worried sick about Tristan. But on the other hand, she also feels resentful that he’s still meeting up with her.“Did Tristan ever tell you what he wanted from Elena?” she asked.Benjamin shrugged. “Mayb

Third Person POVTristan freezes on the bed.Is this happening?Is this reality?There should be some kind of mistake. Surely Sophie isn’t the recipient of his blood. Surely she’s not the one who was in a critical condition. Surely she’s not the one whose life was in danger.He’s confused. Or at least, his heart is. Because right now, he doesn’t know what to be more concerned about: is it her condition, or the fact that the thing that saved her life was his blood?“Um, are these the people who needed my blood?” Tristan asks the nurse who’s assisting him to sit on a chair. “Surely there was a—”“This is them,” the doctor with Sophie says proudly. “This is Sophie, and this is her mom Elena. We’re not supposed to introduce you two because it could create some weird things, but Miss Elena and Sophie wanted to thank you personally.”He doesn’t even have the heart to tell the doctor that he already knows them.The doctor and the nurse leaves. Awkwardness hangs in the air like a bad perfume.