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Chapter 170 The Triplets

Max paused halfway through, pushing the door open.

Xander shot him a glance, looking a bit dumbfounded.

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He could relate; if Isabel had been pregnant and hadn't told him, he wouldn't have reacted any better.

"Don't worry, I haven't said anything. I promised to help you take care of all three babies," Isabel said as she moved to open the door. But as she reached for the handle, she realized the door was already open, a crack from the outside. Before she could pull it open, Max stepped inside.

Isabel's mouth opened, words catching in her throat. After a few seconds, she turned and gave Yvette a look that practically said, "Good luck dealing with this yourself."

Yvette, at a loss for words, gave her a puzzled look. "Why are you looking at me like that-"

But before she could finish, she saw Max in the doorway.

Her eyes went wide, and her jaw nearly hit the floor.

Max slid his hands into his pockets and walked over to the bedside, his gaze landing on Yvette's belly.

No wonder Yvette had been putting on a bit of weight lately. That once-flat plain had turned into a little hill. So, she was pregnant-and if he'd heard right earlier, with triplets! "What're you looking at? None of this has anything to do with you!" Yvette snapped, clutching the blanket over her belly, looking at Max as if he might try to snatch her babies. Max raised an eyebrow at her stomach. "They're mine."

"They are not!" Yvette denied it immediately.

"Then whose are they?" Max was certain those babies were his.

Caught off guard, Yvette glanced over at Isabel.

A drop of sweat trickled down Isabel's forehead as she thought, I'd love to help you out here, but come on, I'm a woman-there's no way he'd believe they're mine! "Anyway, they're not yours!" Yvette insisted.

Max laughed, looking infuriatingly cheerful.

Yvette's face darkened at his grin. "What're you laughing at? I said it has nothing to do with you!"

Perched on the windowsill, Max looked back at her, still smiling. "In the Hunts, triplets are kind of a tradition. If you don't believe me, you can ask Xander."

Xander nodded at Isabel, who looked back at him, utterly bewildered. She thought Max asked her something. Why are you nodding at me?

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triplet gene runs in both families, though the Bennetts haven't had any in generations. The Hunts, though-we get triplets every other

Yvette was stunned, silent.

had nodded at her earlier. She'd even caught him

comment, she'd been completely

then down at

I admit it! So what? They're my kids-no one will take them

anything about taking

words, Yvette's heart soared a little, and she found him a bit easier

as you're not trying to take

I'm their dad, so they're mine already. Why would I need to 'take' them?" Max said, moving close to her and gently rubbing

and she yelled, "Hands

said as she stepped forward. She glanced at Yvette before turning

Max.

needs to rest. If there's anything,

pale face, withdrew his hand, and shoved it back in his

orders-we'll listen. You get some rest. I'll be back

some words for Christian anyway; that womanizing jerk had nearly cost him his chance at

shake the feeling that there were a lot of unanswered

to Xander and asked, "I heard that while Christian might be known for his indulgent ways, he's not

Christian was still a Bennett, and the Bennetts had their own rules. If Christian played around outside,

daylight and it got out, it would bring serious negative attention to

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his watch. Of course, if the

the villa, they found Christian on the

and kicked Christian

my wife and kids had been

felt a twinge of frustration. She couldn't help but think that if Yvette had been here, hearing Max say that would've

froze him in his tracks. He quickly, swallowed the

Wife?

Kids?

swear I

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