The five returned to the ward and found Eugene and Olivia inside. The third wheel, Ellen, was put in an awkward situation. She looked like she would rather be anywhere else but here. A grin immediately coated Ellen’s face at the children’s arrival and she greeted them enthusiastically. “Finally! Where did you go?”
The four children shared a look. North took the lead to stand at the farthest side and the other three stood in a row next to him. Then, the four bowed at Ellen, greeting her in a booming voice, “Grandma!”
The smile on her face grew wider. “My beloved grandsons!” When Ellen finished her words, the boys turned to Olivia. Their childish voices were directed at her. “Mommy!”
Their sweet voice warmed Olivia’s heart and she happily responded to them. “My babies!! Come over here!” Meanwhile, Eugene pouted. The boys greeted everyone in the room except him. At that point, he felt rather irritated.
The triplets refused to see him as their father. even until now. They always called him by his name no matter whether a third person was present or not. There wasn’t a person in Summer City who dared to call Eugene by his name unless the person had a death wish.
However, the boys had nothing to fear. Moreover, there was nothing he could do about them because they were his biological sons.
The sons he shared with Olivia, at that. Nonetheless, the thought of the boys being their sons made him happy. As Eugene calmed himself and got over the fact, he heard the boys’ voices again. This time, they were facing him. “Daddy.”
Their voices were loud, clear, and melodious, combining into the sweetest voice he ever heard. Their gesture took him aback. A few moments later, a smile began to form at the corner of his lips before it stretched across his face. Overwhelming by emotions, he felt the words stick in his throat and he could not say anything.
Swallowing his feelings, he crouched and extended his arms toward the children, inviting them into an embrace. The four exchanged a look before walking toward him. Eugene wrapped them into his arms and pulled them into an embrace. “My sons.”
Joyful tears trickled down Ellen’s cheeks. Holding Olivia’s hand between hers, she thanked the younger woman. “Thank you, Olivia, for giving birth to my four adorable grandsons.”
The corner of Olivia’s lips twitched. Wait a minute… It’s not my credit to take! I can’t possibly give birth to these children in one go.
However, she had no idea how she should explain the matter to Ellen. Thus, she simply went with it. “Don’t cry, Mrs. Nolan. Does having many grandchildren not make you happy?”
Ellen shook her head. “Don’t worry. These are joyful tears.”
Olivia turned her head to watch the father and sons. Happiness filled her as she thought, All of them are my children. I’m responsible for protecting them from any harm. Eugene is right. Staying with us ensures their safety. Nobody will suspect them as the products of assisted reproductive technologies when their parents are around. I haven’t heard from George for a while.
I assume he hasn’t heard from the main doctor either. I need to see the main doctor and discuss the matter with him. After all, he created the boys. He would also wish them a better life. He would agree with leaving the children to us.
As his gaze fell on the children, Eugene prompted them, “One more time?” The trio looked at each other before sweetly addressing him in unison, “Daddy!”
Eugene barely contained his happiness. He was proud but refused to let it show. “Am I forgiven?”
Carter spoke up. “Yes. For Mommy’s sake.” Blake added, “And North, Grandma, and Uncle Brian’s.” Carter concluded, “We’ll let you off the hook this time.”
A shadow fell across Eugene’s face. Damn it! I indeed owe many people for the kids’ forgiveness. The case with Olivia and North is understandable. But what do Mom and Brian have to do with this? Does it mean I come second to them in the kids’ eyes?
Watching him, the little ones giggled. Frustrated, he ruffled the children’s hair. “You little devils!”
North harrumphed. “Be careful, Daddy. You better treat Mommy with care, or one, two, three, four, five… Or all seven of us will come after you.”
Eugene frowned in confusion. “You counted to five. How does it make seven of you?”
