Surprised Wife With Twins

A while after the running water stopped in the bathroom, Mya heard footsteps approaching.

Sitting on the sofa, Mya said while browsing the comic book, “Thanks for taking me in tonight.”

Finnley was wearing a white, long-sleeved bathrobe, the hemline reaching his legs. His body was wrapped tightly, looking different from Mya's current appearance.

“Come here!” She looked back and showed him the signed page. “I have magic. I made the author's signature on your book. This has become a unique book in this world. I want to thank you for taking me in tonight. You are welcome.”

However, Finnley's expression changed. He strode toward her and grabbed the book. Gazing at the new signature, he looked sorry. “Who allowed you to do so?"

He was unhappy.

Mya blinked and explained, “Calm down. I can guarantee it's the real signature.”

Before Finnley questioned her again, she hurriedly opened her Twitter. “Look. I'm Miranda.”

Finnley didn’t believe her at all. “You've gone too far!”

it just for fun, so only 500 copies were published. The publisher let me sign on them, but

spoke, she could tell Finnley was still

pulled out her phone and tabbed. “What's your Twitter ID? I can follow you. Then you'll know if I

followers. It was pretty easy. Ivan only followed

his phone. “Oops,

her fan long ago, but she

indeed lazy. Her latest twit was the one three years ago, telling her

Mya looked at him gingerly. Somehow, if he was upset, she

all, there was a storm outside. Mya didn’t want to

believe you.” Finnley put down his phone, looking at her. The gentleness in his eyes had long gone, and his gaze was cold. “It's impolite to do something to others’ belongings without permission.” He reminded Mya of Ivan.

apologized, but her tone wasn't

long as he wouldn't kick

The night was deep.

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still waiting for Catherine. Since entering the apartment,

but she had

home but also hoped that