Hey, My Twins Babies

Hearing Rufus' thanks, Vanessa couldn't help but feel sad, and for some reason tears were actually welling up in her eyes. She never thought that she was such a fragile person, an operation, a person who had no relation to her, had touched her heart.

"Never mind it, Rufus. Go for it!"

"I will."

Felix locked his eyes at them and they looked like each other in look and tonet.

Was he overthinking it? Or was Rufus hiding something from him? How could there be such a coincidence?

"Okay, I'm going in."

Rufus turned around, but at the same time Brian suddenly held Winnie's hand.

When Winnie was confused, Rufus walked into the operating room without looking back.

Winnie felt the strength being applied to her hands, and just as she raised her eyes to look at Brian, just as the door to the operating room was about to close, Brian suddenly spoke.

"Dad ......"

It brought everything to a standstill.

The door to the operating room stopped closing, Winnie looked at Brian, and Stella incredibly opened her mouth.

The one who was most shocked was Rufus, who stopped but didn't turn around, afraid that he had heard wrong, afraid that what he heard was an illusion, and even more afraid that he was dreaming.

If it was a dream, he didn't want to wake up.

"Dad ...... I'll wait you out."

Brian called out again.

After twenty years, he thought he would never call out to him again.

But he didn't even expect himself to call out so naturally, thought he was nervous, holding Winnie's hand.

He knew his courage to call out "Dad" came from Winnie's inspiration.

He wanted to try once.

Rufus heard him clearly, he wasn't dreaming, it was a call from his son.

"Wait for me, I'll be out soon."

Rufus said with tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to turn around for fear that his son would see his tears.

The door to the operating room closed, the warning light above the door turned on, and Brian's nervous grip on Winnie's hand hadn't let go.

His force was enough to make Winnie cry out in pain, but Winnie raised the corners of her mouth and looked at Brian with immense relief.

"You did it."

Winnie spoke in a small voice, complimenting Brian like a child.

She knew that at this moment, Brian needed the affirmation and encouragement.

you, I couldn't have called out without you by

at Winnie, without her, without her forcing and

your own effort, how do

was not the time to take credit, instead, Brian's mood was more

a long sigh. After "Dad" was called out, he

wasn't as hard as I thought it

the truest feeling of

able to come to terms with the past, he had taken a

enough, take your

breath, feeling that the stone she had been blocking in her

on Brian and Winnie, while Felix kept

he had compared Vanessa and Rufus together, and now he was comparing Vanessa and Stella together, so at a glance, they looked alike. If an outsider were to look at them, they would definitely say that the two of them were real

Felix took it seriously.

genetics, and the chances of coincidence were rare. And if it happened to be in such a complicated relationship, he had to

would get abortion, but there was never any definite news to prove that

possible that Vanessa

me,

Felix's gaze and came

you're too thin, did

a random

don't feel I am thin, that's how people are these

Felix, are you worried about

chat with Felix was that she thought he looked

"Yes."

was the first time he expressed

to have a father to

said, trying to

"Envious?"

asked, carefully sizing up Vanessa, feeling that she was

"Yes."

no matter what

are you,

to verify

"I'm 21 years old."

replied as long as Felix was

"When is your birthday?"

He continued the question.

X month,

diverted Felix's attention so that he would not

"Good."

but in his heart, he

abortion, his suspicions were

come you have RhD, your family has it

voice as he asked the question,

grandparents weren't that blood type either. I'm the exception,

heard it from her sister, and when

is right, it doesn't all run

that the likelihood of inheritance was high, and that the possibility

genetic predisposition for that blood, that made him