A sense of joy and peace filled the entire living room. Even the air tasted somewhat sweet.

Xyla Quest was enthralled by the warmth and serenity within the family. She hoped things could stay like this forever. Stanley Batton, who was still playing with Leon Batton nearby, gently shook his tiny hand and pinched his cheek. Meanwhile, Leon never stopped smiling and seemed comfortable with his father's shenanigans.

His eyes seemed to be conveying many emotions as if he could understand a lot more in the world than people imagined. Stanley felt his chest tightening with contentment to see his son like that. "They look like angels," he expressed in wonder.

Xyla nodded in agreement.

The two children were indeed like angels.

Since they were born, the Batton family experienced nothing but joy and laughter.

Xyla and Stanley had a happy marriage and were fine on their own, but she would frequently feel something was missing at home.

She no longer felt that way once the twins were born. It was as if she had the entire world in her house, where everything felt vibrant.

For a large house, it no longer felt empty.

sent them to fill us with joy. Ever since they came along, my mood has improved each day." Sharon Lindt nodded in agreement. "I feel the same way. Oh my god, I adore these children so

smiled, gazing gently at her. "Stay by their side and

smiling,

her mother's arms. "Xyla, you must be tired after a long day at work. Let me

really concerned about her tiredness but more like she simply wanted

"That's right!

expression, Stanley could immediately tell what was on

spent all day with my kids," he grumbled, pressing against the playmats. "Isn't that enough? We barely have time to be around them, and you're still taking them away from

he said. "We're only worried you might be

you to

children for too

we know what's on your

like that about

brows helplessly. "Hmm, no,

feel like I can't enjoy myself anymore," his mother

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