Chapter 774

Today, Johnathan told him, "Bring the babies back to him."

He was initially shocked and delighted, and then there was doubt, disbelief. Because Esmeralda had deceived him so many times, initially hid the existence of the babies from him, let alone now, with such hatred between them, how could she possibly allow Johnathan to take the children back to Freybourne?

However, even though he had doubts in his heart, he couldn’t help but buy the toy. He was absent-minded all day at the company. He would wonder what the babies looked like and what expression he would see when he saw them. Did they like him or dislike him? His mind was full of these things; he was completely unable to focus on work.

He wanted to rush back countless times, but a trace of timidity arose in his heart, afraid that Johnathan was teasing him and he couldn’t bear the disappointment that comes with unmet expectations. At the same time, he was also afraid that the babies would hate him. He didn’t even know how to interact with the babies.

The initial expectations and excitement, at this moment, completely turned into nervousness and awkwardness. He took two steps back and finally let go of the door handle. He was still not mentally prepared to see them in the end. He gently placed the toy on the ground and then turned around to leave.

And at that moment, a sound of the door opening was heard. Reynaldo shuddered all over, frozen in place.

Roddy opened the door a little crack and peered outside, only to see a very tall figure. Not Johnathan.

"So, that’s dad?"

He shouted, "Are you, Daddy?"

The soft and mellow voice came from behind, Reynaldo’s fingers curled, and his heart beat fast with excitement. He turned around slowly and saw a little boy and a little girl standing side by side at the door, looking at him.

The little boy looked like Esmeralda, but the cold expression on his face was completely out of place for his age. The little girl was just like him; yes, Johnathan was right, the little girl was almost a spitting image of him. The little girl stared at him without blinking, her timid expression tinged with a hint of anticipation.

Reynaldo quietly watched them, his empty and cold heart gradually becoming soft. There were countless emotions flashing through his heart: excited, joyful, nervous, and even a touch of indescribable sadness. Various emotions surged in his heart, but he couldn’t say a word.

Roddy frowned and looked at him. "Speak up, are you really our father?"

Reynaldo opened his mouth, his throat moving, but he never spoke. He really didn’t know how to get along with these two little guys. He wanted to get close to them, to hug them, but he was afraid.

Essie looked at him and whispered to Roddy, "He looks just like the photo. He must be Dad, but how can Dad be mute?"

Roddy looked Reynaldo up and down with a fierce expression on his face, and finally said in a threatening tone, "If you don’t speak up, be careful, I’ll hit you."

Reynaldo furrowed his brow, feeling like something had pricked his heart, causing a slight pain. Sure enough, the two little ones did not like him. He pursed his lips, then suddenly bent down and picked up the two little ones, one in each hand.

Essie was startled and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, looking at him timidly.