"Mommy, it’s okay. We will protect you!" Second exclaimed, hugging Lola on the bed. "We will challenge Father Sir later and make him apologize to you!"
Chacha clung to Lola as well, wiping her eyes with her arm. "Mommy, does it hurt? Tell us who did this to you, and we’ll teach them a lesson!"
Lola laughed awkwardly, rubbing the children’s backs to comfort them. The twins had just rushed into her room, crying, and immediately started hugging her. Since then, they had been throwing threats at their father and offering reassurances.
Yet, it was obvious they were the ones who needed comforting.
"Actually, I’m not really hurt," she muttered, only to flinch when Second huffed.
"Mommy, you don’t have to lie to Chacha and me!" Second drew his head back, his arms loose around her neck. "We can see your bruises! See!"
He pressed his little finger against the side of her neck and then her arm.
"Here too!" Chacha sniffled, teary-eyed. "And here! Mommy, I think you got bitten here on your shoulder too."
Lola held her breath while the children pointed at the "bruises" on her body. She bit the inside of her bottom lip, her cheeks flushed as she tried to think of an excuse.
Hickeys are a type of bruising, so they weren’t entirely wrong.
Pursing her lips, she let out a shallow breath and pulled the children into her arms again, patting their backs gently.
"Chacha, Second, it’s not like that, okay?" she cooed. "Actually..."
Lola looked up briefly, closing her eyes in a short prayer. When she opened them, she released the twins and held their hands, looking them in the eye.
"Actually, your dad saved me from the bad guys," she explained. "He’s like a knight in shining armor, and if not for him, I think I would’ve... cried."
The twins raised their brows, studying her, their lips curving downward as they listened intently.
"It was raining so hard last night, but Father Sir ran in the rain to catch the bad guys and save me," she continued sincerely. "So I’m really grateful he did his best for me."
She smiled. "So, don’t blame him, hmm?"
"Did he really do his best, Mommy?" Chacha asked. Second followed with, "Are they strong enough to give our daddy a hard time?"
"...yes."
The twins frowned deeply, shoulders drooping with a heavy exhale. Lola smiled and pulled them into her embrace.
"I’m fine," she reassured them. "And even better now that Chacha and Second are with me, okay?"
"Don’t worry, Mommy. We won’t leave you alone anymore," Second promised. "This won’t happen again!"
"Mhm!" Chacha nodded. "We won’t let this happen again! Whoever those children are who tried to abduct Mommy, we’ll teach them a lesson!"
"Huh?" Lola’s mind went blank. "Children?"
She watched the two draw back, their round eyes beaming with the fire of determination. Her lips parted, but no words came out.
Did Atlas really tell them I was abducted by children while I was sleeping last night? And they believed it?
"Mommy." The twins cradled her hands, looking her straight in the eye. "From now on, we’ll always be with Mommy."
"..." Lola pursed her lips and smiled. "Okay."

Biting her tongue, she winced secretly. I swear, this isn’t my plan!
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