Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 103

Vivian

Tears filled my eyes as I looked down at my kids, who were staring at me with sadness in their eyes. I felt so much pity for them that I didn't realize when I broke down in tears.

"Mum," my daughter, and the first twin said, with her soft low voice.

"Oh, yes? What is it Gavina?" I asked, quickly wiping the tears off my face.

"Why are you crying?" She asked, and I laughed forcefully, shaking my head.

"I wasn't crying, Gavina. Why would I cry?" I asked, and pecked her forehead.

Gavin, the boy and the second twin, held her hand and shook his head. "Mum, please, don't cry."

"I'm not crying, I promise," I said, smiling. I felt tears already welling in my eyes, but I tried hard to keep them in. I had to pretend that I was okay and bottle in my emotions in front of them.

"Mum, we are sorry," Gavina said, and my heart nearly melted.

"Why? Why would you be sorry? What did you two do wrong? You both didn't do anything, so you have no right to be sorry, okay," I said, wiping the tears which were dropping down their eyes.

"No, Mum. We are sorry. Because we are sick, we made you worried and depressed," Gavina said, sniffing.

"Look at how pale and old your face looks now. Because of us, you changed. We are sorry, Mum," Gavin said, and the tears ran down my eyes, but I quickly wiped them off.

"Why are you doing this? Making me tear up unnecessarily. Now, look here, It's not your fault that my face is like this. It's just that I forgot to put on some makeup. Furthermore, you guys don't need to get worried anymore. Very soon, you will be healed," I smiled, and rubbed their little noses.

"Really?" Gavina asked, and I chuckled, nodding my head.

"So, I brought dinner for you to eat. Please, you have to eat. They say if you don't eat, you won't get healed faster. You want to get better, right?" I asked, giving a bright smile as I brought the plates of food to their faces.

"Yes," They both answered, and groaned.

"Sit up now, so that you can eat," I said, and helped them sit down.

"Mum, we aren't hungry. We actually don't want to eat," Gavin said, shaking your head.

"Why not? Don't you want this sickness to leave your body on time? Do as I have asked, Gavin. Please open your mouth," I said, bringing the filled spoon to his face.

He shook his head, folding his lips tightly.

"I'm coming back to you, Gavin," I said, then faced his sister. "Let's feed Gavin first. Open your mouth wide for me."

She shook her head and folded her lips tightly. "No!" She mumbled.

I sighed deeply and kept the spoon down. "Why not? You both should eat something, please! That's the one way you can survive and get well."

"But Mum, we aren't hungry. We are too tired to eat anything," Gavina whispered.

"Please, take a few spoonful for mother, huh? I'm begging you," I pleaded, looking as innocent and sad as possible.

The twins exchanged glances, nodded their heads, and faced me. "We will do as you have said, mother," Gavin said.