Chapter 754: tt Likes The Twins


    Helen''s POV:


    Right after Polly stopped talking, an awkward tension could be felt inside the car. She enjoyed reading


    picture books, and through those books, she thought that heaven was a good ce. Each time people


    asked her where her father was, she would tell them that he was in heaven. I had actually never


    brought this up before, but one day I just realized that Polly was always asking me about her father. I


    didn''t want to exin it over and over, so I came up with a small white lie. And now, the entirety of her


    kindergarten knew about it.


    Even Ruben and his wife believed that the lie I made up was true. For that reason, they all felt sorry for


    me when they saw me.


    In a show of sympathy, tt said, "I now understand that why you''re always wearing ck and why


    you rarely ever smile. Forgive me for my rudeness before. I shouldn''t have just rudely asked you to


    wear something festive."


    It was rare for him to be so solemn. Honestly, I didn''t know how to respond, so I just ignored him.


    Once the car arrived at his vi, I helped him get off his car. However, he simply waved his hands in


    dismissal and remarked, "Don''t bother. I have this crutch and I''m perfectly capable of walking by


    myself."


    However, the vi he lived in was detached. There were several sets of stairs from the ce we got off


    to the door of his vi. It would be inconvenient for him to walk there even in a crutch.


    He attempted to get up the stairs, and he almost fell down doing it.


    Steadying himself, he looked at me with pleading eyes. "Um... Helen? Do you mind lending me a


    hand?"


    Thereafter, I approached him and walked him to his vi.


    He was tall and rtively heavy, and all of his weight was now leaning against me. He had one hand


    on his crutch, and the other was strapped over my shoulder. Step by step, we went up the stairs


    together.


    I gnashed my teeth in frustration, feeling like carry a sack of 200 pounds potatoes. Fortunately, the


    stairs weren''t that high and we eventually reached the top. There, he let go of me.


    Once I had helped him up the stairs, I stopped at the door of his vi, showing no intention of going in.


    After all, that richdy was probably the one who owned this ce. It wouldn''t be a good idea for me to


    go inside, because it would only cause misunderstandings.


    However, he didn''t seem to care about that and invited us in. "I called someone to bring some food


    over. Stay over for dinner. Take it as a token of my thanks for helping me get out of the hospital and


    escorting me home."


    That being said, I didn''t refuse his offer this time. I held the kids’ hands and walked in.


    Upon entering the living room, I was shocked by what I saw. It looked more like an amusement park


    than a ce people lived in. The living room alone spanned across several hundred meters. There was


    a go-kart track, a rock climbing wall, a basketball court, an area one could y darts, an archery range,


    and a drum set.


    "This is your house right? Not the outdoor activities club?"


    "Who''s going to open an outdoor activities club within a vi? This floor is always empty, so I installed


    some recreational activities that I can do to kill time." While tt was exining that to me, he was


    already ying with the two kids.


    The kids were filled with a sense of wonder and curiosity, for they had never seen these kinds of things


    before.


    At first, they were a little shy to do anything, but eventually, they no longer cared and began ying.


    With the crutch in hand, tt inched towards the elevator and said to Luis and Polly, "Let''s eat first, and


    then you cane back downstairs to y."


    Luis and Polly had grown very fond of him by now, so they listened to him obediently. They put down


    the toys they had in hand and ran after him like his two little tails.


    tt took us to the second floor via the elevator. Its decoration waspletely different from the


    previous floor. The second floor was suitable for living. It wasfortable, but for some reason, it felt


    empty. Somehow, it made me feel like there were no other people living here.


    Luis and Polly were delighted to see all the food served on the table. They sat at the table, waiting for


    me to help them with the dishes.


    The dishes were definitely not takeout food. Each of them were exquisitely delicious. The kids ate a lot.


    Since I already ate a big lunch with Ruben and re, I wasn''t that hungry tonight. But out of politeness,


    I sat down at the dinner table with them.


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    I opted to eat some simple sd for dinner.


    While he was devouring meat, tt stared at the vegetables in my bowl in disdain. "Why are you eating


    so little? You''re already thin enough. You don''t need to lose weight."


    tt''s POV:


    After dinner, I took the kids to the first floor and sat on the living room sofa.


    There were a pair of dumbbells beside the sofa, so I used them for a quick workout. The kids sat next


    to me, curiously watching what I was doing.


    They had the innocence of kids their age, but they weren''t naughty. It was easy to tell that their mother


    had taught them well.


    After putting down the dumbbells, I ruffled their heads and said, "Do you kids want to draw?"


    "Yes!" Polly answered happily.


    Although Luis remained silent, his eyes were also gleaming with excitement.


    My heart softened when I saw the look on their faces. Like magic, I took out two markers from the side


    table and gave them to the kids. Then, I stretched out my leg in ster and said, "You can draw here."


    Polly was a lively, bubbly little girl. The way she called me uncle was so heartwarming. It was like music


    to my ears.


    Luis, on the other hand, was introverted. Because he was in an unfamiliar environment, he observed


    his surroundings in silence. After making sure that there was no danger to himself, he became a little


    more rxed.


    Even after he got the marker, Luis didn''t get close to me right away. Instead, he stared at me intently. I


    smiled at him as a form of encouragement, but I didn''t urge him to draw right away. Pretty soon, he


    dropped his guard, slowly drew closer to me, and began doodling on my leg.


    Polly drew a cute little pig. I couldn''t recognize what Luis was sketching though, so I asked tentatively,


    "Luis, what are you drawing there? Care to tell me what it is?"


    "He''s drawing a working mom!" Polly exined for her brother.


    After taking a closer look at the sketch, it did look like a working mom, though it appeared to be an


    abstract drawing.


    I didn''t expect that Luis had a knack for art.


    Momentster, the once clean ster on my leg had been doodled with all sorts of strange patterns by


    Luis and Polly. One could hardly imagine what it used to look like now.


    Once the ster had been riddled with doodles, I proposed we y a different game. The kids happily


    agreed.


    Helen offered to clear up the dinner table after we finished dinner. I wanted to refuse her offer, but I


    relented, because I knew that she didn''t like the idea of owing other people favors.


    By the time she arrived downstairs, Luis, Polly, and I, were ying guessing games.


    Helen took a lock at my leg and frowned.


    Despite noticing it, lignored her reaction and continued ying with the kids.


    With my hands behind my back, I asked them, "Is it in my left or right hand?"


    "Left hand!" they said in unison.


    I opened my palm before their hopeful eyes, and showed that the object was within my right hand.


    When they realized that they had lost, the smile on their faces disappeared and they looked dejected.


    Amused, I broke intoughter.


    Children were so easily fooled!