Scarlett's POV:

James and I were happily playing on the sofa. He really seemed to like my hair a lot and he kept trying to grab it but he couldn't. All he could do was wrap his arms around my neck and giggled.

"Do you like my new haircut?" Holding him in my arms, I pinched his cheek.

"Yes, Mommy. You are beautiful."

Looking at me with his bright eyes, my son kissed me.

His sweetness melted my heart and I felt as though I had just drank a bottle of honey.

"James, how can you just give kisses to your Mommy? What about Daddy?"

Charles was so annoying. He walked up to James, asking him to kiss him too.

James immediately buried his face in my arms. Pouting, he said, "No! No kiss Daddy."

With a frown, Charles stared at James with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. They kept staring at each other, unwilling to compromise

"Come here," Charles ordered with a serious look in his eyes.

He then stretched out his arms to James. Although James was stunned for a moment, he obediently went to his father, pouting.

"James, be a good boy and go home with your brothers later. Your mother needs some rest," Charles said in a patient voice, looking at our son, However, James give me a reluctant look.

Since I also did not want the kids to leave, I couldn't help but say, "I'm fine. Let them stay."

"I am not saying it because I don't want you to spend time with them. Once you are feeling better, and you're home, you are going to be with them all day. Right now, you are not strong enough to be holding them for too long." Charles denied my request irrefutably after glancing at me for a moment.

I curled my lips in response.

Just when I was about to argue with him, I heard his phone ring.

"Hello, Mom. What's up? Okay, I understand."

he disconnected the call, he turned to me and said "Mom will pick up

were music

Charles' POV:

didn't cry at all. They just lay next

my heart melted at once, and I could not help but

in trouble. If the twins had gotten hurt because of me, then I would never be able

at them, the more I felt like they resembled me, and I couldn't help but want to show

Turning to Scarlett, I asked, "Don't you think that Jerry looks just like me? Or do

began peeling

was unwilling to give up, so I asked the

looks like me or

arrive at a fair conclusion, I raised Jerry in my

each other, but they didn't say

ask you a difficult

more like Mrs. Moore,"

Richard probably didn't have a good eye. It was

his lips do

he is more like you,"

she indeed had a good

Tracy nodded

I glared at her.

at her, I couldn't help but get angry. After all, she knew that the twins

my murderous gaze, she immediately lowered her

with you

put Jerry back on the bed and said, "I still think that the kid

bed, he began to play with Jason. I glanced at the bracelets on their hands. I suddenly remembered

bring Scarlett's bag here. It's in my

"Yes, sir."

left with Janet and

in a low voice, "Do you also

in her hand,

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