Surprised Wife With Twins

“Don’t cry,” Finnley said seriously.

“l lost my house key. My parents are still abroad and don’t have time to answer my call.” Mya wondered why she suddenly mentioned that and if she wanted to make him pity her.

Anyway, Finnley was the only one who could take her in at this moment.

“So, you want to stay in my apartment before your parents return?” Finnley asked.

Thinking for a moment, Mya looked up at him. “Or what? I don’t have my ID car, so I cannot check into a hotel. I have to.”

“Have to?’ Finnley was surprised by how aggrieved she sounded. He was the one who had stayed on the sofa the previous night.

Their gazes met in mid-air. Finnley could tell she was getting much better.

Finnley didn’t want to continue their conversation. “You should sleep now. I'm going to the study for a conference call.”

Mya nodded.

His receding figure made her feel warm and safe. Although they were in the same apartment, Mya never worried he would do anything to her. She trusted him as he was always a reliable person. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She returned to the bedroom.

After the conference, Finnley left the study and went to the supermarket downstairs.

bought some ingredients. Usually, people who disliked green onions preferred cilantro more. Therefore, he purchased

also used up the noodles in his kitchen. Mya wanted the noodle bowl

Her parents weren't

supermarket would close pretty late, and he could find

supermarket as well. She wanted to buy some fruit. The scene she had seen in Finnley's

she could tell he was wealthy and had good taste in the living environment. She couldn't help wondering who that girl was in his bedroom. That girl sounded indeed

Somehow, Linda felt jealous.

walked forward, browsing the

replying to a message with his left hand while holding the cilantro and noodles with his right

bumped into

keep balance. His phone fell to the ground, but he didn’t care.

stood upright,

Russell.” Linda hurriedly bent over

into you. I should

pressed her lips

cast her eyes down, she saw the noodles and cilantro in his hand. “Hasn't he had dinner in the company already? Will he cook

at

had a

apartment absentmindedly, trying hard to understand things happening

she