The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252: Pink Theory

Meanwhile...

"That’s new."

Lola’s brows shot up as she sipped her juice through a straw, shifting her eyes to Amala on the armchair. Haji and Silo had left for a quick errand, with Haji dragging Silo, who hadn’t wanted to go.

"New?" Lola tilted her head. "What new?"

"Those clothes." Amala blew on the tea she’d made and glanced at her over the rim. "Didn’t you dislike light colors? Pink, especially."

Lola instinctively looked down at her attire: a pink blouse and light-colored elephant pants. Quite feminine, and very different from her usual all-black wardrobe. Even when she wore heels or dresses, it was never in this color palette.

"You hated pink," Amala pointed out, setting the tea down. "Don’t tell me you just forgot to do your laundry?"

Lola’s mouth formed an O-shape before she smiled. "I don’t think I hate pink anymore. It’s nice."

"You like him that much, huh?"

"Hmm?"

"I heard about the pink theory some time ago." Amala shrugged. "They say if a woman’s in the right relationship, with the right man, she suddenly starts liking pink or other light, sweet colors."

"It’s just a theory, Amala. People like what they like." Lola chuckled, not taking it too seriously. Still, her eyes softened as she looked at her outfit. "Whether it’s true or not... I’m in love, Amala. I feel like I’m gonna go crazy — I miss him already, and I just want to kiss him all day."

"Is this even normal?" She smacked her lips and looked back at her friend. "I’m so happy I feel like I could squeal the whole day. It actually feels like a dream. I mean, what are the odds that my childhood crush—my first love—would fall in love with me years later, right?"

"Life has its own strange way of pulling people together," Amala quipped. "So long as he’s a good man, I fully support you."

"Thank you, Amala."

A moment of silence settled before Amala broke it again.

"Are you using protection?" She didn’t beat around the bush. "You’re already at the right age to get married and have at least three children, but still—just in case."

"Are you screwing with me, Amala?" Lola deadpanned. "How can you even ask me that?"

"Because I can." Amala chuckled.

"That’s not a good joke," Lola frowned, crossing her arms under her chest. "You know I can’t get pregnant anymore. Even if we went at it all day, I’d still expect my period next month."

"Who knows?"

"Amala, I know what you’re doing."

"I’m not trying to be insensitive," Amala sighed faintly. "All I’m asking is... does he know?"

"Goodness. Aren’t you happy for me?"

"I’m more than happy for you. I hope you’ll be happy for the rest of your life. But I’d hate to see you crying your heart out later because there were things left unsaid in the beginning," Amala explained gently. "Even if things change in a relationship, isn’t it better to tell him what your father did to you?"

Lola didn’t answer. She only stared.

"If he truly loves you, he won’t mind even if you can’t have children together," Amala continued. "That way, no matter what happens, you’ll know it wasn’t because you hid something from him."

She raised her brows and nodded. "If he’s as good a man as you say, then he deserves to know at least that much. Don’t you agree?"

"..." Lola’s eyes fell. She said nothing, then whispered, "But what if... that’s his deal breaker?"

Atlas already had children, but who knew? Maybe he wanted more. And in all this time, he’d never once mentioned protection. If anything, it seemed like he didn’t care—or maybe he was intentional about it. Either way, Lola wasn’t sure.

"Amala, what should I do?" She shifted in her seat, leaning closer. "What if he breaks up with me if I tell him?"

Lola’s worried look faltered for a second. That beard is already a giveaway you can’t, she thought fleetingly.

"I see..." Lola clasped her hands in her lap, gulping as she absorbed Amala’s words. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Hours later, Amala stood by the glass wall, gazing at the view outside. Arms crossed, she didn’t turn when she heard quiet footsteps entering the office.

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