Chapter 1686


    When ric wasbeled the "bad uncle" by the kids, it stung a bit. But now, he had the chance to set the record straight.


    "Are you really my daddy?" Helena''s eyes sparkled with hope, her voice soft and sweet.


    "Absolutely," ric replied with a confidence that brooked no argument.


    Even without a DNA test, he felt in his heart that Hertha''s twins were his. They seemed just over two years old, and timing-wise, it matched up perfectly with when he and Hertha had been together.


    Initially, ric panicked at the news of Hertha having twins, thinking they were born at different times to different fathers. But learning they were indeed twins, born at the same time, made everything click. They had to be his, especially since that night with Hertha was her first time. Helena, reassured by ric''s confirmation, beamed at her mother, her eyes shining like stars in the night sky. Her joy was unmistakable.


    Hertha felt a twinge of jealousy. The kids had always been her little buddies, relying solely on her. But now, knowing they had a dad, and seeing them so happy about it, especially allowing ric to hold Helena without any hesitation, stirred mixed feelings in her. Yet, the radiant smile from her daughter melted her heart, overshadowing her fleeting jealousy with maternal love.


    ric, cradling Helena, settled on


    the couch, while Hertha, with Julian in her arms, joined them. Julian, though held by Hertha, kept his gaze fixed on ric, intrigued by the earlier adult conversation.


    This "bad uncle" was actually their dad? How fascinating!


    Noticing Julian''s stare, ric smiled warmly, gently introducing himself, "Buddy, let''s get properly acquainted. I''m your dad, ric. What''s your full name?"


    Extending his hand, ric waited for


    Julian''s response. Julian, initially


    hesitant and still processing his emotions from seeing ric scold his mom a few days ago, scrutinized


    ric carefully, as ifmutinized


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    face to memory.


    ric''s smile never wavered, his hand suspended in air, his eyes conveying a father''s love.


    After a brief moment, Julian timidly


    l


    reached out, his small hand grasping ric''s. That simple touch sent a wave of emotion through ric, unlike any handshake he''d ever experienced. It was exhrating and profound-acknowledgment from his son felt like a magical bond forming.


    "Hi, I''m Julian," the little boy introduced himself, his voice soft but filled with curiosity.


    Indeed, the connection between father and son was undeniable, a testament to the incredible nature of familial ties.