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.

two of us sitting on the floor. “Mom is mad because dad didn’t tell her

eyebrows and turning to me.

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

opens his mouth to object but I interrupt, pointing a finger at all three of them in turn and giving them each a glare. “That’s it,” I say. “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

and Ian go pale

it’s a fate worse than death.

to me. “But if you don’t want that

over to me with

ear, pressing a kiss

I say, turning to look at him. “But…I understand.” He gives me a warm, grateful smile and I turn my attention to my family, thinking a little about the conversation that I had with Bridgette earlier.

I’m

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that he heaves. I rub a hand over his back, understanding. Still, a little joy runs through me as I recognize that it’s not the kind of exhaustion that we felt when we were sick and trying

dad who also has an important job

murmur, nudging him towards our bedroom. “Let’s

out a fresh pair of pajamas for him, murmuring sweet compliments to him as I help him change and then pulling the

bathroom to brush my teeth and when I come back to bed, I turn off the light and curl up against my pillow, assuming he’s already asleep. I’m surprised, then, when Victor turns over to wrap his

softly. “Are you

I respond, curiously turning to look at him in the soft blue light of the room. “Is

want to tell you about your dad, about

touched and lifting a hand to his face. “Thank you, baby,

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