Return

Evan was a splitting image of Aiden, with his sharp features and calm and collected demeanor. On the other hand, Irie displayed a beautiful blend of her mother and father's features; she was gentle and lovely, full of warmth and affection. Despite their differences, the twins were inseparable.

Interrupting their conversation, Irie piped up in her sweet, childlike voice, "Mommy, when will we meet Daddy? Irie wants to meet Daddy!"

"very soon, baby," scovia replied, then turned her attention to Evan and asked, "And what about Evan? Don't you want to meet Daddy?"

With a hint of indifference, he looked at his mother for a second. He replied coolly, "It doesn't matter," trying to maintain his composure. But his eyes sparkled with delight.

Unable to contain her amusement, Scovia chuckled softly. "In that case, how about we return tomorrow? You can meet grandma and grandpa, too," she suggested.

"Really?" both children exclaimed, their eyes widening in excitement.