The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins (Mia and Kyle) novel Chapter 397

Chapter 397 Desperation

Mia’s POV

“How did you-?”

My mother set her plate down. Didn’t look at me right away.

“Hugo told me.”

“Hugo? What did he-”

“You called him. Three weeks ago.” She picked up her wine glass, set it back down without drinking. ” Asked him about autoimmune diseases.”

My stomach dropped. “I said it was for a friend.”

“I know what you said.”

“Mom-

“Mia, I’ve been your mother for twenty-eight years. You think I don’t know when you’re lying?”

The question hung there. Not angry. Just tired.

“I didn’t want to-“I stopped. Started again. “You were finally happy. With Hugo. I didn’t want to ruin that.”

She looked up at me then. Her eyes were soft. “Come here.”

I didn’t move.

“Mia.”

“I’m fine here.”

“You’re not fine. Come here.”

My legs felt wrong. Like they belonged to someone else. But I stood up. Crossed the space between us.

She opened her arms and I just-

I fell into them.

The smell of her. Not perfume, Just Mom. Lavender maybe. Or just warmth. I don’t know. My face pressed into her shoulder and her hand came up, smoothing my hair back the same way she’d done with the kids an hour ago.

“You asked Hugo about the diseases,” she said quietly. “Right after seeing Kyle.”

I nodded against her shoulder.

She was quiet for a bit. Her hand kept moving through my hair. Then: “Hugo said something else.”

I pulled back. “What?”

“About Kyle. About his-” She stopped. “About the condition.”

“What about it?”

She took a breath. “He said sometimes family members can help. With these kinds of diseases. Blood relatives.’

“Help how?”

“There are treatments. Using stem cells. From siblings or-” She paused. “Or from children.”

The words didn’t land right at first. Like they were in the wrong language.

“Wait. What?”

“The twins. As Kyle’s children. They might-” She stopped. “Their cells might be able to help his immune system. It’s not a cure. Hugo was very clear about that. But it could buy time. Maybe.”

I stared at her. “How? How would that even-”

“I don’t understand all the science. Hugo tried to explain but-” She made a frustrated gesture. Something about cells teaching the immune system to recognize self versus other. Like resetting it. But they’d have to test first. To see if they’re compatible. If they even match.”

“Match for what?”

She didn’t answer right away. Her jaw was tight.

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