The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Is That... What Others Call Jealousy?

"Are you angry?"

Lola’s steps stopped, and she looked back at Atlas. "Angry? Who? Me?" she laughed. "Why would I get angry?"

"I don’t know," Atlas shrugged, still leaning against the wall. "Are you?"

"No, I’m not." A reassuring smile quickly appeared on her face. "There’s nothing I should be angry about. If anything, it’s just a little... awkward."

Atlas tilted his head, waiting for an explanation. Lola smacked her lips, not really in the mood to explain herself. But since he was asking, she might as well.

"I mean, don’t get me wrong," she said, turning around to face him squarely. "It’s just that I didn’t mean to eavesdrop or to get wind of your phone call with your baby."

Deep lines appeared between his brows while she laughed it off. Lola waved dismissively.

"All I’m saying is, our setup is very strange... if you think about it," she rolled her eyes. "Unless I position myself as a nanny in my own home, then it’s not. But I’m not a nanny, and I don’t want to cause trouble between you and your girlfriend. I mean... I don’t want another problem, Atlas. As you already know, I have a lot on my plate."

"The last thing I wanted was to have someone fighting me over a man I have no feelings for," she added, her voice clear and without hesitation. "I like the twins, but I think... you should open up more opportunities for them and your lover so they can bond."

"Just my two cents," she shrugged. "But I’m not angry, that’s for sure."

Lola flashed him a smile, raising her brows. "Goodnight!"

After saying her piece, she turned on her heel and hurried away. She said what she said, and all of it came from the heart.

Meanwhile, Atlas blinked slowly, his gaze following her retreating figure.

He pondered what she said, then glanced in the direction she had disappeared. He rocked his head in understanding.

"Is that... what others call jealousy?"

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Was Lola jealous? Of course not!

"Why would I get jealous?" she muttered to herself, puffing her cheeks as she ironed the twins’ uniform. "Also, why would he even ask if I’m angry? Clearly, in this house that I pay for, I am the nanny in his eyes."

Her face twisted in dismay, and she clicked her tongue as she ironed more intensely. She succeeded in stopping overthinking things until she had to hang the twins’ uniforms. Another deep sigh escaped her as she put the uniforms on the hangers.

"Fine," she rolled her eyes. "Maybe I’m a bit... jealous. Or annoyed."

After all, this entire setup was misleading. She—no, it was Atlas—who was living with her. Not just that, but the twins too, and his brother!

"It’s not like I’m complaining or expecting something, but... I just think it’s sort of unfair for the other lady," she whispered to herself, sighing for the umpteenth time. She frowned. "Now that I think about it, maybe he does see me as a nanny."

And she couldn’t fully blame Atlas because Lola was guilty of enabling him. Looking at the uniforms she was hanging in the walk-in closet, she forced a smile and shrugged.

"I should’ve just looked at the twins... and not the entire package," she muttered, frozen in place. "Besides, it’s even weirder if he didn’t have any love interest at this age."

Deny it or not, Slater was right.

The next day, in the living area of the penthouse, "Wow..." Slater clapped while the twins spun in front of him.

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