The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 763

Chapter 763: Fourth time’s the harm

Meanwhile...

"Ugh..." Lola grunted, her neck stiff and her mind buzzing. Her brows crinkled as she reached for her nape. The moment her hand touched her neck, her brows rose, and her eyes cracked open.

Am I not bound? — was the first thought that came to her mind.

Her vision adjusted slowly, growing clearer after a few blinks. The second it did, deep lines appeared between her brows.

"Where..." she trailed off, trying to make sense of the place she had woken up in.

High walls. Intricate carvings on the ceiling. The place was dim, lit only by sconces mounted on pillars and rows of candles burning quietly.

It was only then that Lola realized she was lying on a marble floor and that... while she might not be bound, she couldn’t feel her legs at all.

Lola pushed herself up into a sitting position, only to notice someone several meters away from her. Her brows tightened.

The person was kneeling with his back facing her. He wore a large white robe and didn’t move an inch, not even a slight tremble.

Lifting her gaze, she caught sight of the massive altar before him. She might not be particularly religious, but she was certain this was the biggest and most mesmerizing sight she had ever seen inside a chapel.

A chapel.

She blinked as realization dawned on her. Her gaze dropped to the person kneeling in prayer.

"You—" she stopped when a soft hush came from the man clad in white.

So she repeated, incredulous, "Shh?"

Lola let out a dry snicker, almost as if she couldn’t believe she was being hushed — and expected to obey. "Where in hell am I?"

But as expected, she received no answer. The man continued praying, silent and undisturbed.

"Hey!" This time, Lola’s voice echoed loudly. "Where’s Kiara? And the boy? Where are they?"

Though not panicked, she scanned the area for anyone else. But aside from the vast emptiness and the statues standing gloriously at each corner, there were only two of them.

"Hello!" she shouted again, deliberately irritating the man who dared to hush her. "Somebody! Kiara! Can you hear me?!"

Her voice echoed back to her, but she didn’t stop. She kept calling and shouting, only pausing mid-yell whenever she was reminded of her legs.

When she finally stopped and looked down, she squeezed her thighs, searching for any sensation.

Nothing.

Lola clenched her teeth. This was the first time she had ever felt like this. There wasn’t even a hint of weakness. Her upper body felt completely normal, but from the waist down? Paralyzed.

"What did you do to me?" she demanded, whipping her head toward the man who hadn’t budged from his position. "Hey! I’m talking to you! What did you do to me?! What do you want?!"

Even as she panted from shouting, the man remained silent. All she could do was stare at his back.

Then his voice finally echoed through the chapel.

"Lola, I apologize that we have to meet this way," he said, his voice surprisingly soothing and calm — the kind that could lull someone to sleep. He glanced over his shoulder. "I was hopeful it wouldn’t come to this, but... I had no choice."

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