The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins (Mia and Kyle) novel Chapter 229

Mia’s POV

I finally looked up at our savior, a thank you on my lips.

The words died in my throat..

Jackson Maxwell stood before me.

“Ms. Williams,” he said, recognition dawning in his expression. “This is unexpected.”

“Mr. Maxwell,” I managed, my voice steadier than I felt.

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Ethan had scrambled down from the climbing structure and pressed against my side, looking curiously between me and the stranger.

“You know each other?” Alexander asked, still seemingly unfazed by his brush with injury.

“Mr. Maxwell is a client of mine,” I explained, finally finding my voice. “He… he hired me to design a project for

him.”

Jackson smiled, and for a moment, the resemblance to Kyle was so acute it stole my breath again.

“Please, call me Jackson,” he said, extending his hand to Alexander. “And what’s your name, young mountaineer?”

“I’m Alexander James Williams,” my son announced proudly, shaking the offered hand with surprising formality. “And that’s my brother Ethan Edward Williams. We’re twins. And that’s our dog Gas. He’s not a twin.”

“Gas?” Jackson raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in his hazel eyes. Not gray like Kyle’s, I reminded myself. Not the same.

“It’s short for Gasline,” I explained, getting to my feet and brushing grass from my knees.

“Because he’s fast, big and strong,” Ethan added seriously.

“I see,” Jackson nodded with equal seriousness. “An excellent name for an excellent dog.”

Gas, hearing the praise, wagged his tail and moved forward to sniff Jackson’s hand.

Gas never liked Kyle. He peed on his shoes the first day he saw him. Dogs don’t lie. Gas didn’t seem to recognize Maxwell at all. My heart ached a little. They really weren’t the same person.

““Thank you,” I said, finding my manners at last. “For catching Alexander. He could have been hurt badly.”

“It was lucky I was nearby,” Jackson replied modestly. “Right place, right time.”

“Do you have kids here?” I asked. I kept reminding myself that he wasn’t Kyle. Of course, he could have a family, a wife, and children.

He shook his head. “No, no children. I was just taking a walk before a meeting in the city.”

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Chapter 220 He looks like the man in your old pictures

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There was something in his tone–a slight hesitation, a shadow crossing his features–that made me wonder if there was more to the story.

“Well, we’re very grateful for your quick reflexes,” I said. “Alexander has a talent for finding danger.”

“I’m not dangerous,” Alexander protested. “I’m adventurous. Uncle Thornas says there’s a difference.”

“Uncle Thomas is right,” Jackson said with a small smile. “But even adventurers need to be careful sometimes.”

Ethan, who had been studying Jackson with unusual intensity, suddenly spoke up. “You look like someone in Mama’s old pictures.”

My heart stuttered. Out of the mouths of babes indeed

Jackson’s expression flickered with something unreadable. “Do I? I just have one of those faces, I guess.”

“Are you a superhero?” Alexander asked, changing the subject with his typical abruptness. “You caught me super fast.”

Jackson laughed, and the sound was nothing like Kyle’s–warmer, less controlled. “Not a superhero, just someone with good reflexes. I used to play baseball.”

“I’m learning baseball!” Alexander exclaimed. “Uncle Nate is teaching me to pitch!”

“Is that so?” Jackson knelt down to Alexander’s level. “What’s your best pitch?”

As Alexander launched into a detailed description of his pitching technique (mostly imaginary), I watched Jackson interact with my son. There was an ease to him, a natural way with children.

For a moment, I really thought I saw Kyle playing with his children.

“I should let you get back to your day,” Jackson said after listening patiently to Alexander’s baseball ambitions. He straightened up and turned to me. “I’m looking forward to our meeting on Monday, Ms. Williams.”

“Mia,” I corrected automatically. “And yes, I’ve been reviewing the updated requirements your assistant sent over.”

“Excellent.” He hesitated, then added, “I hope I didn’t intrude on your family time. It really was just a coincidence that I was here.”

“Of course,” I said, though a tiny part of me wondered. “And we’re grateful for the coincidence.”

He nodded, then addressed the twins once more. “It was nice meeting you both. Be careful on those climbing nets, okay?”

“Okay,” they chorused, with Alexander adding, “But being careful is boring.

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