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."

and said "Mom will

words were music

Charles' POV:

but they didn't cry at all. They just lay next to each other,

cute faces, my heart melted at once, and I

the twins had gotten hurt because of me, then I would never be

more I felt like they resembled

"Don't you think that Jerry looks just like me? Or do you think that

at me, lowered her head, and began peeling an orange for James, without saying a

was unwilling to give

think he looks

them arrive at a fair conclusion, I raised Jerry in my arms, who

each other,

you a difficult

that he looks more like Mrs.

Richard probably didn't have a good eye. It

do look like

that he is more like

tell that she

Tracy nodded in

I glared at her.

angry. After all, she knew that the twins were my kids, and yet

gaze, she immediately lowered

scores with you later for what

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

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

Scarlett's bag here. It's in my

"Yes, sir."

with

and asked in a low voice, "Do you also think that

in her hand, she continued

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