Taking Alpha's Twins Away After Divorce novel Chapter 302

Chapter 312 

on turning my heat to look the discovered that each and every one of the dishes 

was my 

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Sven that I had been living in this house with Amand for two years she was aware of the distes that like the mo 

Why are your congns Tester Auran while even the toot 

tuned my heat at him with a brow lifted 

Do your poison any of the c 

He gave me a of said something meaningless 

After placing some food on a plate that he bed grabbed he then placed the plate in front of 

Succeny, I remembered how I had been waiting for him in this dining room for the rights. thinking that he would returm and I could serve him food like that. But he never returned home 

I looked away from the plate. Why could I just not forget those things 

Pecole moved on in their lives, don’t they? Why could I not do the same? 

I ignored looking at him and focused on eating. I ate fast so that I could leave this house as soon as possible 

I felt food stuck in my throat, and I began to cough. Adrian stood up and poured a glass of water. He bent down and brought the glass close to my mouth. 

I raised my heed to look at him while coughing. I remembered how he was healing my wound lest night. 

It caused me to cough more. I shut my eyes, grabbed the glass, and then drank the whole glass of water. 

I let out a deep breath when my coughing stopped. He patted my upper back and said, 

“You don’t need to eat in a hurry. Eat slowly.” 

I froze because of his touch. 

He poured another glass of water and placed it dose to me so that I could drink it. 

He then went to sit on his chair again 

I glanced at him. He behaved like everything was okay between us. As if we came here for a 

date and he was giving me princess treatment. 

I scoffed at the thought and shook my hand. 

informed your father leat night that you were with me. 

1 paused when I heard him. I looked at him with a frown. “What did you say to him?” 

He looked at me and replied very calmly. “That you are with me at my house.” 

What the hell? Why did you say that? What will dad think 

He put his fork on the plate, which made a little noise. He then asked with confusion written 

on he face 

Thy do you think your father will judge you?” 

My grip tightened around the fork and knife that was holding in my hand. I glared at him and 

muttered 

“‘s not about me but you. He must have been very worried the whole night that her daughter was with you. She is not safe with you.” 

At that time, a few guards came to the dining room.