Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 253

#Chapter 253 – Three Against One

“You – you brought my son to visit my father in prison? Your prison? Which you didn’t tell me about?” My mouth hangs open in shock and horror.

“Um,” Victor says, bashful. “Well, yes. That’s…the gist of it.”

“Oh my god,” I breathe, putting a hand to my chest.

Ian turns to me then, realizing that something is not right. “What?” he asks, looking between us. “Did I do something bad?”

“No, Ian,” Victor says, sighing and sitting up on his elbows. “It’s nice of you to wonder about your grandfather being comfortable. I just didn’t have the chance to fill your mom in on all the details yet.”

“Didn’t have the chance?” I bite out, glaring at him. “Or the inclination?”

Victor gives me an even stare. “All right, Evelyn,” he says calmly. “I am sorry that I put it off, I could have told you this morning, or last night, or any time – but you have to admit, there were other things on both of our minds.”

I bite my lip, realizing that he is perhaps right. Slowly I nod, admitting that my accusation is a little unfair.

“He’s safe, he’s well,” Victor says softly. “Can we talk about it in a little bit? Perhaps after…” he nods towards the kids and then mimes being asleep.

“I know what that means, Dad,” Ian says dryly, hanging his head to the side. “You can just say it.”

Alvin comes into living room then, his arms full of food. “Know what what means?” he asks, curious.

floor. “Mom is mad because dad didn’t tell her that we went to visit grandpapa

his eyebrows and turning to

say sarcastically, looking around at the three of them. “So nice to be

“I’ve decided. I’m having eight more kids and they’re all going to be girls so that we can outnumber you boys. And

Ian go pale with

mom!” Ian cries, as if it’s a fate worse than death. Alvin nods in fervent agreement

against Victor, who lets out a breath and settles down next to me. “But if you don’t want that to happen, you all have to be very nice

Alvin hurries over to me with my

in my ear, pressing a

thinking a little about the conversation that I had with Bridgette earlier. Perhaps there’s room in me for a

I’m not

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and I can see his exhaustion in the sigh that he heaves. I rub a hand over his back, understanding.

who also has

towards our bedroom.

closet and picking out a fresh pair of pajamas for him, murmuring sweet compliments to him as I help him change

bathroom to brush my teeth and when I come back to bed, I turn off the light

softly. “Are you

turning to look at him in the soft blue light of the room. “Is

about our visit to the prison.

hand to his face. “Thank you, baby, but

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