Chapter 417

"So the question is, why is he here?" The uneasy feeling in Maeve's heart intensified, making her anxious. She asked patiently, "Then what exactly do you want to say to me?"

"It seems I should be asking you that question." Byron stared at her sharply. "Maeve, I'll give you another chance. Are you hiding anything from me?"

Maeve's heart skipped a beat. The thing she was hiding seemed to be only Theo's background. Previously, Byron had misunderstood Theo was her and Jaylen's child, and she was angry he'd ignored her confession. His misunderstanding made her uncomfortable, so she hadn't explained clearly. Later, various disagreements made her insecure, and she didn't want to say anything.

'Could he know something? It seems impossible.' Maeve's heart pounded. She didn't dare look him in the eyes. "Why do you ask? What do you think I'm hiding?"

"Don't ask questions. Just answer mine."

Maeve straightened her neck stubbornly. "I don't know what you want to hear, and I don't want to answer such a meaningless question."

Byron chuckled softly, but his eyes were cold. He raised his hand and caressed the back of her neck. His dark eyes stared at her coldly without blinking.

"I found something interesting in your room. Guess what?"

Maeve's fingertips tingled as he held her neck. She was more puzzled and nervous at his words.

"Wh…what?"

Byron leaned forward and whispered, "The pregnancy test report you left behind."

It was like a thunderclap. Maeve's blood froze, and her pupils shrank. She remembered. She finally remembered why the vase in the room felt strange. Four years ago, without Byron's knowledge, she'd hidden the hospital reports in the vase, fearing he'd discover them and not wanting to throw them away. He wasn't interested in the room's decorations and wouldn't check, so it was safe. So safe, she'd forgotten about them. Now, he'd found them. The reports clearly stated she was pregnant with twins. He must have seen them; otherwise, he wouldn't be here questioning her.

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"You…" Maeve's voice was dry. "Let me explain."

Byron's eyes were filled with anger. "I don't want to hear your explanation. Where did you hide my other child? Where is he now?"

Maeve's head buzzed. She was conflicted about telling him the truth. Part of her thought she should just tell him everything. Another part told her to calm down. They were on the verge of breaking up. What difference did it make telling him about Theo now? Moreover, Theo had always been disguised in front of him. Even if she denied it…

Before Maeve could decide, Will walked in from the guest room, asking hesitantly, "Mom, Dad, were you arguing?"

The atmosphere was strange. Will's appearance immediately calmed Byron's anger, leaving only traces in his eyes. Maeve secretly sighed in relief.

"Daddy and Mommy have something to say. Go outside and wait," Byron patted his son's head, trying to speak calmly.

Will refused. Byron picked him up by the collar and took him to the door. As the door opened, a bouncy ball hit Byron, howling. Maeve sighed in relief.

'Help! This is it!'

"Ouch!" Theo took a few steps back, covering his head. "Mommy, you're hurting me! Hand over the drinks and fried chicken so I can…" He froze, meeting Byron's intense gaze. 'Why is Stinky Daddy here?!' He quickly imitated Will's tone: "Daddy, why are you here?"

Byron looked at the child, who looked exactly like Will. A trace of nervousness rose in his heart. He narrowed his eyes at the familiar tone. "Will?" he probed.

"Why are you calling me?" Theo puffed out his chest, speaking like an old man. "I haven't seen you for two days, and you don't recognize your son?"

As long as he didn't appear with Will, he could trick Stinky Daddy. He saw Will, who was supposed to be in the toilet, mouthing "Run."

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Theo's eyes widened. 'What's going on?! If Will is here, then I… Ahh!" Little Theo ran. He couldn't escape. Byron sneered, grabbed him, and carried him into the guest room with Will.

Byron looked at them. His expression didn't change, but his thoughts were in turmoil. His hands trembled slightly. They were twins. They looked alike but had opposite personalities. Together, they had a strong conflicting yet harmonious feeling. Their features combined Maeve and Byron's best traits.

Byron's heart was hit again. 'They are my and Maeve's children. And they are twins.' Will had brought him joy as a father. Now, there was another.

Byron remained silent, his eyes fixed on them. The atmosphere was oppressive. Maeve wanted to explain, but felt it useless.

Byron's gaze finally stopped on Theo. He asked, "Are you Theo?"

Theo hadn't recovered from revealing his identity, but didn't deny it. "It's me."

Byron's tense expression relaxed. From the moment he knew Maeve was carrying twins, he suspected Theo was the other child. Seeing it and hearing it confirmed it. 'This lively kid isn't Maeve and Jaylen's child. He's Maeve and mine.'

Theo tightened his grip on Will. He knew Stinky Daddy didn't like him. But it didn't matter. He didn't like Stinky Daddy either.