The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Might Cross The Line

"Don’t you want to?"

Atlas always made invitations like joining his family sound as casual as offering her candy. But Lola was starting to get used to it.

"Atlas, this is our first date," she deadpanned. "I don’t think it’s proper to ask for my hand so soon."

"It’s not our first date," he corrected.

Lola paused, brows furrowing as she stopped and watched him walk ahead. "Not the first? When did we..." Her words trailed as she remembered that dinner arranged by the twins. "Hey! That doesn’t count! I didn’t even know it was a date!"

As she shouted after him, the corners of his mouth hooked up briefly, vanishing when she caught up.

"That doesn’t count, okay?" she scoffed. "We need to start with a clean slate."

"Okay."

She blinked at how easily he agreed. "Tonight’s our official first date."

"Mhm."

"Tch." She clicked her tongue but let it go. Once their voices faded into the background, Lola perked up. "So in conclusion, we’re surrounded by good people... and the bad. You have one friend; I have a bunch. But you have a loving family, and I don’t."

"I don’t think your group of friends is enough to call a bunch."

"Shut up, but anyway, wow!" She grinned in mock awe. "That sounds so balanced."

"Mhm."

Lola turned to him with a smile. "Your siblings must’ve been very grateful to have a brother like you."

"No."

"Huh?"

"They are... they shouldn’t," he clarified, leaving her confused.

"Why not?"

Atlas didn’t answer right away, and she wondered what was going through his mind. "I was foolish. And my foolishness cost us our family," he said quietly, his tone serious. "That is something I’ll repent my whole life... because I don’t deserve forgiveness."

"..."

The words she hadn’t expected from him stopped her cold. For a moment, all she could do was stare at his profile, confusion etched across her face.

"What does that even mean...?" she mumbled, watching him glance at her.

"Literally," he drawled. "I’m far from the perfect brother others make me out to be, Lola Young."

Lola’s steps slowed until she stopped again, while he continued. She stared at his back, brows drawn tight.

"He doesn’t deserve forgiveness?" She whispered under her breath. "Why? What did he do?"

Before she could sort her thoughts, small droplets landed on her forehead.

"Huh?" Lola touched it, then opened her palm to catch them.

The drizzle grew. She looked up. "It’s raining," she said, then turned to Atlas.

"Should we run back?"

"We’re near the town," he replied, taking her hand. "Let’s go."

Before she could react, he was already running, and instinctively, she matched his pace. As they sprinted through the rain, her eyes flicked to their joined hands. She couldn’t focus on the warmth or grip because the storm demanded her full attention.

By the time the rain came down in sheets, they had reached the town and ducked under the overhang of a house by the road.

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