Chapter 38: Daddy Is A Liar
"What''s happening? Why am I here? And where are you right now?"n questioned impatiently.
"I''m at your house,n.We look exactly the same, that''s why everyone blundered! If I''m correct, I think
we''re twins,’’ Matteo said solemnly.
"Twins?"n repeated after him.
His two hands gripped the receiver as he tried to make sense of what he just heard.
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"Yes, we''re twins.I went to your dad''s office today to look for him because he bullied Mommy.But after I
got there, everyone started calling me n’.Even your dad got it wrong.That''s why I think we''re twins."
"Are you sure?"n asked again.
"Yeah! Of course! Think about it.I''m sure Mommy and Vivi thought you were Matteo too, right? That
means we really look the same! And only twins look the same, isn''t it?"
Matteo insistedn fell into silence.
What he said is right.
Butn still had his doubts.
He craned his neck and looked at Amora cooking in the kitchen, and recalled having a st with
Vivian, eating all the food he had never tried before.
His face turned sour before he finally spoke again.
"If we''re really twins, why did she abandon me? Daddy even said she died."
"What?"
Matteo blurted out in surprise.
What is he talking about? Is he talking about Mommy? Is he ming Mommy right now? And he even
said Mommy''s dead!
"Hey! Daddy is a liar! Mommy''s not dead! Mommy also told us Daddy''s dead.But is he?"
Once again,n was rendered speechless.
He puffed his cheeks and sulked as he thought about those two annoying adults who had lied.
Meanwhile, Matteo cleared his throat, getting ready to briefn about their n of action.
"Things areplicated between the adults, so we should take whatever they say with a pinch of
salt.What we need to do right now is find out why they went their ways.We also have to find out why
both of us ended up separated."
"That''s a clever idea, but how are we gonna do it?"n asked.
"Hm...Lemme think...What about we meet up first? I think it''s just a matter of time before Daddy and
Mommy realize something''s off.We need to go back to our respective homes before they find out."
Mommy already knew about my existence, but I doubt Daddy knows about Matteo and Vivian, else he
would have demanded that she let him meet them.
Matteo''s right.
We need to keep things the way they are and make sure none of them finds out.
"Alright, let''s meet,’n finally agreed.
"Matt, Vivi! Time to eat! I made pork ribs and fried chicken.They are your favorite!"
Amora''s called out for the children when she was done cooking.
Matteo heard her from the phone and a blissful smile curved on his bright little eyes.
"Alright, off you go,n.I think Mommy''s calling you.You''ve never really spent time with her, so enjoy
your time at home.She''s the best person in the entire world.I''m sure you''ll like her!"
"Who called, Matt?"
Amora was putting the tes on the table when she realizedn looked upset.
"I don''t know.Just some random stranger,’’ he answered gloomily.
"Okay..."
Amora was busy setting up the table and decided to just drop the topic.
"Come over, Matt.Have some spaghetti.And here are your favorite pork ribs."
Beside her, Vivian clung to Amora''s leg and looked at her with watery eyes.
"What about me, Mommy? I want my favorite fried chicken too!"
"Of course, sweetie! Come, get a seat.Let''s you a big piece of fried chicken."
It was such a heartwarming scene the mother and two children gathered around the table for a meal.
The apartment was in and was not the very least luxurious.
It did not have the opulence of Royal Court One at Frontier Bay, but it had the warmth of a family.
It was just another usual day where the family got around for a simple meal yet they found joy in the
simple pleasures of life.
This was not somethingn had ever experienced in the cold and empty house back at Frontier Bay.
Meanwhile, Matteo was also having lunch with his family today.
Kane cooked, and the two sat quietly at the table as they ate.
Halfway through the meal, Berta came over and announced the arrival of a guest.
"Mr.Ronin, Ms.Green''s here.She brought some honey lemonade forn."