Chapter 334

Scarlett's POV:

James and I were happily playing on the sofa. He really seemed to like my hair a lot and he kept trying
to grab it but he couldn't. All he could do was wrap his arms around my neck and giggled.

"Do you like my new haircut?" Holding him in my arms, I pinched his cheek.

"Yes, Mommy. You are beautiful."

Looking at me with his bright eyes, my son kissed me.

His sweetness melted my heart and I felt as though I had just drank a bottle of honey.

"James, how can you just give kisses to your Mommy? What about Daddy?"

Charles was so annoying. He walked up to James, asking him to kiss him too.

James immediately buried his face in my arms. Pouting, he said, "No! No kiss Daddy."

With a frown, Charles stared at James with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes. They kept staring at
each other, unwilling to compromise

"Come here," Charles ordered with a serious look in his eyes.

He then stretched out his arms to James. Although James was stunned for a moment, he obediently
went to his father, pouting.

"James, be a good boy and go home with your brothers later. Your mother needs some rest," Charles
said in a patient voice, looking at our son, However, James give me a reluctant look.

Since I also did not want the kids to leave, I couldn't help but say, "I'm fine. Let them stay."



"I am not saying it because I don't want you to spend time with them. Once you are feeling better, and
you're home, you are going to be with them all day. Right now, you are not strong enough to be holding
them for too long." Charles denied my request irrefutably after glancing at me for a moment.

I curled my lips in response.

Just when I was about to argue with him, I heard his phone ring.

"Hello, Mom. What's up? Okay, I understand."

As soon as he disconnected the call, he turned to me and said "Mom will pick up the kids in the
afternoon. So they'll be with you until then."

Those words were music to my ears.

Charles' POV:

The twins woke pretty soon, but they didn't cry at all. They just lay next to each other, playing.

Looking at their cute faces, my heart melted at once, and I could not help but feel a little upset.

I regretted putting them in trouble. If the twins had gotten hurt because of me, then I would never be
able to forgive myself.

And the longer I looked at them, the more I felt like they resembled me, and I couldn't help but want to
show them off.

I picked up Jerry and carried him in my arms. Turning to Scarlett, I asked, "Don't you think that Jerry
looks just like me? Or do you think that he looks more like you?"

Scarlett glanced at me, lowered her head, and began peeling an orange for James, without saying a
word.



Even after seeing that, I was unwilling to give up, so I asked the bodyguards to come in.

"Do you think he looks like me or Scarlett?"

In order to help them arrive at a fair conclusion, I raised Jerry in my arms, who smiled and gurgled.

The bodyguards glanced at each other, but they didn't say anything.

"What? Did I ask you a difficult question?" I retorted with a frown.

"I think that he looks more like Mrs. Moore," Richard said.

I told myself that Richard probably didn't have a good eye. It was clear that the twins looked just like
me.

"Oh, really? Well, his lips do look like Scarlett's," I answered perfunctorily.

"I think that he is more like you," Janet said.

I could tell that she indeed had a good eye.

And Tracy nodded in agreement.

I glared at her.

Every time I looked at her, I couldn't help but get angry. After all, she knew that the twins were my kids,
and yet she cooperated with William to deceive me.

Noticing my murderous gaze, she immediately lowered her head in fear.

"I'll settle scores with you later for what you did."



I then gently put Jerry back on the bed and said, "I still think that the kid resembles me. He is not as
gentle as Scarlett."

As soon as Jerry was put on the bed, he began to play with Jason. I glanced at the bracelets on their
hands. I suddenly remembered that James had not gotten his bracelet yet.

"Richard, bring Scarlett's bag here. It's in my office."

"Yes, sir."

Richard left with Janet and Tracy.

I turned to Scarlett and asked in a low voice, "Do you also think that the children resemble me?"

Holding James in her hand, she continued to remain silent.

"Why are you so afraid of letting me spend time with them, then?"

Looking at her, I felt all the suppressed emotions in my heart gushing out uncontrollably. Her silence
was making my sanity collapse little by little.

"Sometimes, I really don't understand what is on your mind. How can you hide such a big secret from
me? Didn't it occur to you that I will see them one day? And I'll know the truth when that happens,
right?

There was a hint of anger in my voice, and I really hoped that she would give me an answer. However,
she continued to remain silent.

Seeing that, I could not help but sneer, "Scarlett, even if you don't bring the kids out, I swear I will break
into William's house, and take you and our kids back one day!"



Even after hearing that, she did not even look at me.

I couldn't help but pinch her chin, forcing her to look at me.

"There is no concealing the truth, and you know it better than anyone else."

Scarlett looked at me calmly and expressionlessly, making me feel like I was a joke.

I felt like I was being sucked deeper and deeper into the abyss while she was free to retreat at any
moment.

It was really unfair!

"Are you going to keep silent for the rest of your life?" I asked, looking at her with amusement.

"If you keep silent forever, then I will let you go, but if you even say a single word to me, then I will kiss
you right then as punishment. Do you understand?"

Scarlett trembled as she looked at me, with her eyes wide open as though she was looking at an
unforgivable sinner.

I tried my best to endure my heartache while I continued to stare into her eyes. Even James, who was
next to us, could feel the tension between us.

He gently tugged at the corner of my clothes and looked at me with wet eyes. "Don't bully Mommy."

"James, I am only playing a game with your mother. I'm waiting for her to agree."

James looked at me curiously, and just when I was about to say something, Scarlett pulled my hand.

She finally reacted! She turned around, grabbed a piece of paper from the table, wrote something on it,
and handed it to me.



"Okay, deal! But if I keep silent, then you are not allowed to touch me."


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