The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy

Instead of answering her inquiry, Maurice turned to the waiter.

“I do not wish for a cake.”

“That’s all right, sir.”

The server was a bit astonished, but he had to leave once the guest refused.

“Hold on!” The waiter was halted by Eliana. “Please bring the cake.”

“I don’t see myself celebrating a birthday,” Maurice replied carelessly.

Eliana felt uneasy, so she said obstinately, “I’d want to have some cake.”

The waiter nodded and walked away when he saw that Maurice had no objections.

Again, there was a void of stillness between them. For some reason, Eliana instantly remembered that Maurice had celebrated her birthday as Preston.

Given that Maurice could spend her birthday with her, why did he not want to celebrate his own?

Eliana couldn’t help but inquire, “Why can’t you celebrate the day you came into this world?”

“There’s nothing noteworthy about it. Simply said, it has been a long time since I had a birthday party. My parents observed my birthday when I was little. It was Rosina who organized my birthday celebrations after my parents died. Rosina, sadly also died. My birthday has never been a special occasion for me from then,” Maurice said as if the past had faded away, even though he had personally experienced it.

Eliana’s heart ached for no apparent reason, though.

Her thoughts rushed back to the family portrait she’d seen at his house.

The beaming Maurice must have been overjoyed back then to have his loving parents and adorable sister at his side.

one could go on to lead a normal life. How many scars had Maurice concealed in a

this and stared into Maurice’s ice-cold

may have a birthday party. If no one is available to celebrate

what she’d

just uttered? She

find someone

eyes had a subtle sparkle to

nerves got the better of her, she caught a glimpse of Corbin, who was peering at them not far away. Her whole face lighted

Corbin? Isn’t

Corbin?

to this decision after giving it

color on Maurice’s face

need for it. There will be no repeat of

from her brow in silence. Thankfully, she responded fast just

waiter finally brought the

candles to the cake. “I’ll light the candles for you, Maurice. Will you follow the tradition of making a

the

wish. There would be less unhappy individuals in

mood deteriorated as a

so sulky? You’ve deteriorated much further since your gigolo days! Your

out of words. With a melancholy expression on his face,

you just make,

was etched with interest

Maurice’s features loosened somewhat. “Perhaps you can assist

seemed to be intrigued. “Let me

want to know what you wished for on your last birthday.” Maurice’s face lit up with