Liam hung up and told Adeline, “Sorry, Miss Aniston. Mr. Arnold is busy. He can’t see you right now.”
Adeline heard the sounds of laughter coming from within. Patricia is in there! There’s no way he’s busy! She gnashed her teeth. That f*ckinging b*tch! What did she do to make him show up right at that moment? It’s like he’s the kids’ father. Now nobody trusts me. They think she’s his wife, not me. Darn it! There were guards outside, so she could not go in if they did not let her.
Yvonne came to her side. “They’re not letting you in?”
Adeline forced a smile. “They said Isaac’s gone. Patricia’s his secretary, and he came with his relatives. Their kids wouldn’t stop crying, so he asked Patricia to take care of them.”
Yvonne smiled. “I see. And I thought she actually has Isaac’s kids.” She would be more than happy to have his kid. They would be her lucky charm. She would still be the mother of his child even if she could not marry him. The child would still have the right to part of the inheritance.
Adeline went ahead. “As if. She was pregnant with an old fart’s kids. He’s almost seventy.”
Yvonne frowned. “Disgusting. She sleeps with everyone, huh?”
…
The kids were exhausted after playing for the whole afternoon. They slept right after they took a shower and went to bed.
The first thing Patricia saw when she came out of the shower was the kids lying on the bed. Sylvie was in the middle, and her brothers flanked her, as if they were keeping her safe. She tucked them in and looked at them. The kids were getting really beautiful. They were adorable and lovable. She sat on the edge of the bed, and she smiled at her children.
Isaac came in and saw her smiling at the children lovingly. He was stunned. He never thought a woman could look as gentle and beautiful as when she was tending to her children. She’s so different from her usual self. He felt something pulling on his heartstrings, and he slowly went to her side, then raised her chin.
Her smile faded the moment she saw him. “Mr. Arnold…”
“Don’t space out. I’m hungry. Come with me. We’re getting dinner.”
Patricia looked at her children. She was worried about them.
“Liam and the bodyguards are here, so they’ll be fine. You can get some takeout for them later.”
Patricia was starving as well. She had played with the children in the hot spring for a whole day too, and she needed something to replenish her energy. “Sure.” She walked with him, and they went to the restaurant.
The sun was setting, and they were walking on a quiet path all by themselves. It felt a little romantic.
Isaac put his hands in his pockets and looked ahead. “They’re really important to you, aren’t they?” She looked really happy when she was playing with the kids. Isaac knew they were her whole world.
Patricia smiled. “Of course. They’re my whole world. Probably the only people I care about in this universe.”
Isaac frowned. What about me? Do you care about me? What do you think of me? He wanted to know.
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