Surprised Wife With Twins

Chapter 1371: Thrown Out

When he spoke so bluntly, Belinda couldn't help but feel embarrassed, as if she were being portrayed as unreasonable. "I just have a better candidate in mind. It's not as complicated as you think."

"Although Monica was raised by you alone," Algerone Swain looked up, his voice heavy and filled with suppressed sorrow, "can you say that you don't owe her anything?"

Belinda had been busy with work and seldom communicated with her daughter.

His words struck Belinda to the core, causing a sudden pang in her heart, and something flashed across her eyes. However, she crossed her arms and deliberately turned away, avoiding his gaze. Belinda was unwilling to admit it.

Admitting it meant acknowledging her debt.

She stood by the coffee table, and he sat on the sofa. A brief silence fell over the spacious living room. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Even if we hadn't divorced, parents always owe their children,” Algerone Swain said with deep emotion. "We're busy with work and neglect companionship. It's a common problem in modern families.” Kids were Belinda's soft spot, and he kept playing on her emotions! "What exactly are you trying to say?!" Belinda asked, displeased. Algerone Swain's tone was full of patience. "As parents, don't we all want our children to be happy?"

“I never said I didn't want her to be happy!" They were all adults, so she understood what he was saying. But hearing it from him, it felt like a lecture.

her arms crossed, looking down at him. "If you're done, then please leave! You're not welcome

Belinda didn't wait for Algerone Swain to say anything else. She marched over, grabbed him,

to listen to him. The longer she saw him, the more irritated

him, thinking about his

find the words to speak. He had intended to explain further, but

"Belinda!"

of here! I don't want to see

the commotion, Monica anxiously opened her bedroom door just

suite door slammed shut

turned around and found herself face to face with her daughter at the doorway.

doing?" Monica stepped out, her voice and expression filled with dissatisfaction. "Why are you treating Dad like this? Can't you

you go behind my back to see

the coffee table, grabbed the roses, and furiously threw them

Monica, who hunched her shoulders

heard