“they…”
He spoke again and finally made a sound, but his voice was shaking badly, “They’re called Zeke and Bella? They’re my kids, right?”
Iris looked up and glanced at him again. “Does Mr. Hale want to see them now?”
Since she already let Heriberto step into Weston Manor.
She wouldn’t hide anything about Ezekiel and Isabella from him
anymore.
Because hiding it was pointless.
Heriberto wasn’t a pushover, and besides, Ezekiel and Isabella looked like him.
As long as he got suspicious, he always found a way to get Ezekiel and Isabella’s DNA for a paternity test.
For Ezekiel and Isabella, she was willing to get along with Heriberto from then on, just like regular friends.
He wanted to see the kid and get to know the kid. She didn’t stop him.
“I…” Heriberto never thought everything would go so smoothly.
At that moment, he was shaking all over with excitement. All his emotions had nowhere to go, so they just spilled out through his tears.
Iris didn’t deny it, so that meant she admitted it. Ezekiel and Isabella, were they his kids?
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He was Ezekiel and Isabella’s dad?
“Can I?” At that moment, Heriberto was in tears, feeling so moved and humble.
Iris nodded, “Mr. Hale, please come with me.”
When she finished speaking, she walked to the stairs.
A three–story house, plus the basement made it four floors. There was more than one elevator, but right now, Iris chose to take the stairs.
I didn’t know if I just didn’t want to be stuck in a cramped little space with Heriberto, watching his awkward misery the whole time.
Still wanted to take the stairs to stretch out the time, so Heriberto could get his emotions in check.
In short, she didn’t rush or drag her feet, just walked up the carpeted stairs step by step.
Heriberto followed her step by step, keeping four steps behind.
He looked up at Iris’s shapely back and her long, black, silky hair swaying with her steps.
His whole heart, even his whole self, felt like they were wrapped up by all that long black hair.
He originally thought that if he didn’t think about it, didn’t miss it, didn’t remember it, and didn’t imagine it, he could let it go.
But he was wrong.
In this life, he could only be Iris.
Other women, no matter how great they were, just couldn’t catch his
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eye or get into his heart.
Iris had given him her love and tenderness, just like a cage woven from her long black hair, tightly wrapping and trapping him.
He just couldn’t break free.
Step by step, as the distance got shorter, Heriberto’s mood didn’t calm down–instead, it got even more intense.
This intensity was there when he walked to the door of the kids‘ room.
Iris turned on a warm yellow floor lamp, and when the cute faces of the two little ones sleeping soundly in the room came clearly into his view, it reached the peak.
From the moment he opened the photo Everett sent him in the office.
In his head, countless fantasies just popped up.
Now, all the fantasies came true.
He just met his son and daughter, whom he had never seen before, so simply and easily, and everything started to feel unreal,
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