After the CEO Divorced Me, He Wants Me Back

At first, the twin really did look quite wrinkly and not very cute, but as time passed, they started to fill out and became more and more beautiful.

The baby boy had a calm demeanor, rarely crying or fussing. He spent most of his time either eating or sleeping, with large, dark eyes like black grapes, a high nose, a tiny mouth, and chubby, round cheeks full of baby fat. The baby girl, on the other hand, was much more lively and prone to fussing, expressing her displeasure whenever things didn't go her way. She cried the most between the two.

The baby boy was born first, and the girl was the younger sister. Every time, the sister seemed determined to make her brother cry, but she never succeeded. Once fed, she would calm down.

"Have you thought of any names for them yet?" Selena asked, looking at Aveline, who was slowly recovering, while playfully toying with the little ones in the stroller.

Aveline replied, "We've chosen some temporary nicknames, but we haven't settled on their full names yet."

She pointed to the boy. "This is Pax," and then to the girl, "And this is Joy."

Selena nodded, "Pax and Joy-so fitting. 'Peace and joy throughout the years.' I love it." She gently pinched Joy's tiny cheek. "Joy, I like you so much. How about you come home with me? Let your godmother take you, okay?" Yes, Selena had officially claimed them as her godson and goddaughter.

"You're dreaming," Lucas said as he walked in, his voice cool. "If you want a kid, have your own."

You won't

then let me ask you for all the shares in Fletcher Enterprises. Would you

"Of course!

from the side. "She doesn't manage Fletcher

glared at her. "Why

“I have to stop you,

huffed playfully. "Fine, I'll just have my own kids. I don't need

having?" Aaron walked in with a gift box,

"She said she's going to have kids with someone

widened. "Hey, how can you just make things up like that?" Aaron chuckled. "He loves to stir up trouble. My wife loves me the most." Selena

side, his attitude clearly saying: "You're not

entered, holding a red sheet of paper. "Dad thought of a few names.

the paper and handed

settled on two