The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438: Found

[Flashback]

Lola opened her eyes weakly, the steady beeping of the heart monitor echoing louder in her ears. Her gaze drifted toward the ceiling, her mind hazy and confused—unsure of where she was or what had happened.

"She’s awake."

A voice cut through the noise, catching the nurse’s attention. A moment later, a doctor entered and began checking her vitals. He flashed a small light into her eyes, but all Lola could feel was the dread creeping up her chest.

"Miss Young, can you hear me?" asked the doctor.

Lola met his eyes and, somehow, like magic, everything came rushing back. Adrenaline replaced the fog in her mind as she reached out, gripping the front of the doctor’s coat with trembling hands.

"My..." she gasped, her strength drawn solely from fear. "... child."

Her throat was painfully dry. "Where is my child?"

The question hung in the air. The doctor hesitated, his expression shifting ever so slightly, enough for her to see the pity glint in his eyes.

"Where—" she tried again, her voice cracking, louder this time. Every nerve screamed that this reality was a nightmare. Yet deep down, a fragile part of her still clung to hope—that maybe she was wrong, that her mind was only jumping to the worst conclusions like it always did.

Her world had once changed with just seven words: "Congratulations, Miss Young. You’re three weeks pregnant."

Now, it shattered with just two: "I’m sorry."

Moments later, she found herself holding a lifeless child in her arms, her sobs filling the sterile room. Conceiving had never been part of her plan—she didn’t even know how she got pregnant in the first place—but the child had been a blessing in disguise.

A blessing she would always be grateful for.

How could the world take him away?

All her life, the world kept taking away the people she loved. So what was the point of fighting anymore? Of persevering? Of hoping for a better tomorrow when, every time she reached the end of the tunnel, she fell into another pit that felt closer to hell?

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[Present Time]

For the longest time, Lola believed it was her fault that her child died. That she had failed to protect him. In her mind, the world had only spared that child from a life of hardship with her. It was a twisted belief that gave her twisted comfort because, in a way, she thought it was right.

It was only fair, she once thought, that they didn’t have to experience having a mother like her.

But now...

"Hmm?"

Second and Chacha paused when Lola appeared at the door. Both blinked at her, tilting their heads in unison.

Lola joined them as they packed what looked like a vacation kit. Kneeling before them, she gently placed her hands on the sides of their heads. Her eyes softened, her throat tightened, and her lips pressed into a trembling line.

"Mommy, did Uncle Best fight you?" Second asked curiously. "You look like you’re about to cry."

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