Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 110: Loyalty

"No! That's my masterpiece! Why would you take it off?" she protested. "You're so mean, brother!"

Thunder was born a few minutes before Chiara, so she calls him her older brother even though they're twins-a fraternal pair.

I knelt down and placed a hand on Chiara's head. She's sensitive. She might think we don't like her "masterpiece" since we've been teasing her.

Her eyes were already welling up, though she was trying hard not to cry in front of her brother.

"Chiara, listen," I said, cupping her cheeks. "Do you see your brother's hair? If it falls out, you'll lose a brother."

"Will he disappear? That's great!"

I blinked twice. At that moment, I saw myself in her. The same feeling I get every time I take a life-that's what I saw in my daughter.

I froze, unable to react. Is this how my past haunts me?

"Chiara!" I shouted her name, but she just grinned and grabbed my hand.

"Just kidding, Mom," she said quickly before looking at Thunder, her brows furrowed. "Come here, ugly. Let me take off my beautiful creation." She rolled her eyes. THE HOUSE I built has three floors.

The first floor contains the living room and dining area. The second floor houses their bedrooms, the maid's quarters, and my room, while the third floor has their playroom and the rooftop. That's where we often eat and play when I have time to stay here.

They were playing while I sat on the couch, resting for a bit. I hadn't had much sleep-just a short nap before coming here. But I don't mind sacrificing sleep if it means I get to see them.

engrossed in their games. If there's one thing my twins agree on, it's playing with robot cars and action figures. Chiara was the more competitive one, pretending to attack Thunder's action figure.

closed my eyes again, hoping to

again when someone

haven't you visited us for so

play by herself and came to sit

things." I adjusted my seat and faced him. "How are you and Chiara?

"We just miss you a lot. As for school, we're managing, even

gently ruffling

are those 'things' you're taking care of, Mom? Can

why I'm doing all this-to protect them. Chiara is too young to fully

for his age. Sometimes, I talk to

like mine, has forced him

you need to do is focus on your studies, okay?" I told

studying abroad means we'll rarely see you, then we'd

they came back. My chest ached at Thunder's words. I'm their mother, yet they're the ones making sacrifices to be

She knew you'd come but is

knew I was here. It wasn't intentional, but I had once terrified her because of something that happened to Thunder. He got a minor burn on his arm

out Chiara was the culprit. While playing, they spilled some hot milk, which splashed on Thunder. That incident taught me to ask questions before overreacting. "I already apologized," I

the pain you caused her stays the

the last thing Thunder said before heading

fear will

it felt like those words were for

trust when it comes to my children. I can't bring myself to hire anyone else. That's why