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."

me and said "Mom will pick up the kids in

were music to

Charles' POV:

didn't cry at all. They just lay next

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

the twins had gotten hurt because of

I felt like they resembled me,

carried him in my arms. Turning to Scarlett, I asked, "Don't you think that Jerry looks just like me? Or do you think

and began peeling an orange for

give

you think he looks

conclusion, I raised Jerry in

other, but they didn't

difficult question?" I retorted

he looks more like Mrs. Moore,"

have a good eye. It was

really? Well, his lips do look

is more like you,"

that she indeed

Tracy nodded in

I glared at her.

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

my murderous gaze, she immediately lowered

you later for what you

gently put Jerry back on the bed and said, "I still think that the kid resembles me. He is not as

soon as Jerry was put on the bed, he began to play with Jason. I glanced at the bracelets on their hands. I suddenly remembered that James had not

here. It's in

"Yes, sir."

left with

voice, "Do you also think

hand, she continued

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