The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36: A family of four

"Father Sir!!"

Lola froze as the twins jumped away from her, waving their short arms. They were beaming so excitedly, a clear sign to Lola that no matter how terrible their father’s image was in her mind, he was still their parent.

Then, she turned around.

For some reason, she felt a slight breeze blow past her frizzy wig as time seemed to slow. Her big eyelashes, which could obstruct her vision, allowed her to see a pair of legs walking in her direction with an elegant gait. And somehow, the fake pimple on her cheekbone chose this moment to pop, not when she was being bullied or trying to repel Melissa’s "demonic summoning."

Slowly, she fluttered her thick, long, unnatural eyelashes, and quickly snapped out of whatever daze she had found herself in.

"Eh?" she blurted out, her nose scrunching up as she eyed the bright green fish head.

The twins’ father had a nice build and outline beneath that white inner dress shirt clinging to his body. But then... a fish head. A fish head! And it was green!

Lola gasped, her mouth dropping open. She had a reason to cover her face with makeup, but what was his story?

"Ugh... kids?" she blurted out quietly. "A little backstory here?"

"Father Sir~!" Chacha was the first to run to her father, stopping him a few paces from Lola. Her cheeks blushed, eyes glittering as she looked up at him. She hugged his leg, then... she wrapped her legs around him.

"Hehe," she giggled. "Da—Father Sir~!"

Clutch!

Suddenly, another added weight clung to their father’s other leg. Shifting his gaze, he saw through the net of the mask.

"Father Sir~" Second hummed happily, beaming. "Chacha and Second missed you so much~!"

"Mhm! We miss you so much~" Chacha added.

Their father darted his eyes at the bubbly children clinging to his legs like koalas. He snapped his eyes to the woman standing a few steps before them, then tilted his head to the side.

"..."

Lola blinked as she watched the twins’ father tilt his head, only to hear him suddenly ask, "Why?"

"Huh?" she blinked again, confused. "Why, what?"

Yet, even when the man didn’t clarify what the question was for, she felt like he was asking about her getup. Her mind translated it as: [Why that look?]

She scoffed, bobbing her head up and down. When her eyes settled on that ridiculous fish mask, she blurted out, "Why, too?"

"Wow, aren’t they sweet?"

Much to her surprise, a comment suddenly reached her ear. Turning her head, she saw two ladies with their arms hooked together, looking at the "happy" family outside the restaurant.

"They probably attended a horror event," another muttered.

"Those kids are so cute. I wonder if they were trying to do the Addams Family?"

"But the father in there doesn’t wear a fish mask."

"Hihihi. So cute."

Lola’s face twitched, now reminded of her own makeup and overall look. Then, at the twins she had "dolled up," and then their father. With that, she realized they did look like a family who had mixed up their Halloween and date nights.

She never had the urge to clear things up, having learned long before that it was futile. However, this was an exception.

Our first family dinner—let’s go!

With that, the family of four walked into the restaurant, confusing the staff whether to serve them food or... run.

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