Pregnant With Twins: My CEO’s Tricky Love

Ever since Vincent had departed D City, Maisie’s mental state hadn’t shown any problems.

Robert had been worried that Vincent might have done something in secret instead of following his request to the letter.

But his men had looked after his mother all along and nothing unusual had come up.

Now he’d moved the whole family to the mansion on the side of the hill.

Of course, it was a wide area here, with several houses built.

His mother was staying in a small house with two stories, about two hundred square meters, with two servants taking care of her regularly.

Outside that house was a delicate little flower room. It was winter now, but the room was a glasshouse, kept temperate, and beautiful flowers were still blooming inside.

According to the servants’ report, his mother spent a lot of time painting inside this glasshouse. Occasionally, she played the piano here as well, leading peaceful days.

That was what Robert had hoped for as well. It was the afternoon when he arrived, and it was almost dark out. His mother was inside the flower room.

He watched as Maisie bent down, lowering her head over a flower, seemingly enjoying its fragrance.

Robert’s heart inexplicably settled.

Even though he couldn’t remember his past memories, he’d never felt like he was distant from his mother.

He cared about her, and seeing her like this now, nowhere near as painful and hateful as before, Robert heaved a sigh of relief.

He stood at the door to the glasshouse, while Maisie picked a few flowers inside.

She turned around, her gaze meeting Robert’s in the doorway.

say. He couldn’t guess at what his mother’s personality was like

could only stand there awkwardly, not moving

with me. It’s cold

Maisie finally spoke.

a few flowers into the living room and

Robert with her to sit

house, and

had told his people to decorate the place according to

living here. There were famous paintings hanging on a wall with delicate, beautiful artisan pieces. All in all,

seeing you, I feel a sense of familiarity, but it’s also a bit sour. The butler had shown me your photos, but meeting you still made me jolt. I’ve got such a grown-up son now. My memories still

to be in a panic

seem to mind it too

treat you all throughout this year, so I found a professional to treat you psychologically, which led to you forgetting a lot

prepared – sickness requiring psychiatric intervention causing memory loss – instead

Maisie smiled mildly.

me. If I’m sick, I should have been treated. I’m not sad about losing those memories. These days feel peaceful. I’d wanted to go out and take a walk, but the butler and secretary said that there’s been some issues with you overseas, and that it’s dangerous, so I shouldn’t be

art pieces, wiling whole days away just like that. I don’t feel that it’s unbearable, but I’d only wanted you to hurry back. They said you were in danger, after all. Now that you’re back safely, I

words, Robert thought back to his

liked having a mother so even and at peace. He liked having a mother so concerned and protective of

no danger for now. If you’d like to stroll around outside, so long as you bring bodyguards and men, you can go out

shook her head

reason, I don’t feel like going out with the weather so cold. When it’s spring and everything is in bloom, I’d like to go to someplace I choose

didn’t try to say anything else about that, of course. His mother’s

brought

memories after I got married seem to have vanished into thin air, but I had the butler talk generally about my experiences. I’d wanted

do you want me

Maisie showed a