The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 440

Chapter 440: Final Chapters of Her Life

"I’m so tired."

Lola lay on the grass, almost gasping for air. She barely had time to catch her breath after playing with the twins the whole time.

They’d played before, of course, but this was the longest they’d ever gone. As she huffed, soft giggles rang out beside her.

"Mommy, you’re out of shape," Chacha pointed out cheerfully. "Don’t worry, we’ll be supporting you in your marathon during our honeymoon."

Normally, Lola would’ve reacted differently, but this time she just smiled and nodded.

"Go take a bath," Atlas said from beside her on the lawn, his tone calm but firm. "It’s almost time to bathe."

Chacha pouted while Second frowned. Just to be sure, Second crawled closer to his father and checked his wristwatch. When he saw the time, he perked up and exchanged looks with his sister, only for their father to add coldly:

"Your mother is tired. Do it yourselves."

"Aww, man..." both twins sighed heavily, making Lola sit up with a soft smile.

"I’ll join you for dinner," she promised. "And I’ll even sleep with you tonight, okay?"

At that, the twins’ faces lit up. They nodded eagerly and dashed toward the bathroom. As their little feet disappeared inside, Lola’s smile lingered, fond and full of warmth. Atlas, still seated beside her, simply watched her with quiet satisfaction.

"Tired?" he asked, his voice softer now.

"A bit," she admitted, collapsing onto her back again with a content smile. "But I’ve got five years’ worth of play dates to make up for."

She turned her head toward him, her lips curving wider. "It was fun."

For a moment, silence fell between them as their eyes met. After a beat, she looked away and gazed up at the sky. The clouds were sparse, glowing orange against the fading blue of sunset.

"I’d rather be tired like this," she murmured. "Feels worth it." Her breathing evened out, and her smile widened until her eyes squinted. "Atlas, I’m happy."

She looked back at him again. "Thank you... for making things better for me. And for letting me find out about last night on my own, instead of being the one to tell me."

"You’re welcome."

"How did you know?" she asked curiously. "I mean, how long have you known about Jasmine and me?"

Atlas shrugged. "After I took you to the hospital because of Lawrence Young’s self-harm attempt."

Meaning, he hadn’t known for long.

Lola’s brows furrowed slightly as curiosity flickered in her eyes. Seeing the expression on her face, Atlas sighed quietly.

"I followed you and watched things unfold from the sidelines," he explained. "It seemed... odd."

"How so?"

"Everything," he said simply. "Then Allen took samples—yours and theirs—secretly, just in case. That’s how I found out."

"Oh." Lola nodded slowly in understanding.

To be fair, she wasn’t angry at Atlas—not even a little. She understood him. She expected this from him, in fact. After being with him for so long, she’d realized Atlas had a kind of emotional intelligence few men did. Whenever he made a decision, it was never selfish. It always took others into account.

And this time, that "other" was her.

"I see," she said softly, smiling. "Did you know that Melissa would reveal everything to me?"

"I had my expectations," he replied.

"And she didn’t disappoint, huh?" Lola hummed, glancing away with a faint smile. "Atlas."

"Mhm?"

"How did you know I’d rather hear the truth from anyone else but you?"

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