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.

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

raising his eyebrows and turning

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

them each a glare. “That’s it,” I say. “I’ve decided. I’m having eight more kids and they’re

laughs at this but Alvin and Ian go pale with horror, which

as if it’s a fate worse than death. Alvin

you don’t want that to happen, you all have to be

over to me with my options, which I

ear, pressing a

thinking a little about the conversation that I had with

all, I’m not

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his exhaustion in the sigh 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 to find a cure

basic exhaustion of a dad who also has an important job with

on, Alpha,” I murmur, nudging him towards our

a bit then, going to the closet and picking out a fresh pair of pajamas for him, murmuring sweet compliments to him as I help him change and then pulling the blankets up over him before going to the

the light and curl up against my pillow, assuming he’s already asleep. I’m surprised, then, when Victor turns

softly. “Are you

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

to tell you about your dad, about

a hand to his face. “Thank you, baby, but you’re exhausted – you don’t have to tell me now. It

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