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To The Guy I Met At The Bar I Have Your Sons

“Had I ever told you that I want you dead?” “What a coincidence, I want you dead too.” Kimberly Rollins and Vincent Walters are like cats and dogs, archenemies one might say. Clawing and barking is a normal thing, and they can’t bear to see each other’s face, but no matter how they don’t want to see each other, they are bound by a link that can’t be broken; Their sons. Six years ago, they had a steamy night that bore fruit. Wanting to have them alone, Kimberly refused to seek the father of her children and raised them on a country side, completely having a peaceful life while running her bakery. She got what she wants; a peaceful life. … If only she didn’t drink that day. “To the guy I met at the bar, I have your sons!” Kimberly boldly showed her children on a video which gathered thousands and thousands of views, passing from one eye to another. The video was only meant for fun. She’s confident that he won’t find them, he doesn’t even know he got her pregnant. So, he wouldn’t, would he? But the very next day, men in suits raided her bakery, an arrogant man leading them forward, demanding to see her. To her shock, Vincent was the son of a multi-millionaire and he’s in the middle of finding an heir to inherit the highest position of the company! Kimberly soon found herself in a tug of war. One wants to make the twin his heirs, while the other wants to raise them in the town and have a peaceful and simple life. So—who will win the custody of the twin? Would the two of them reach an agreement despite their conflicting ideals? Which one of them will run out of patience first and choke the other one to death?

MYOSITISIN · Urban
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171 Chs

Chapter 131 One Hundred thirty-One

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"Sigh..."

Kimberly stayed silent even after hearing the longest sigh she had ever heard from him.

Vincent sat in front of her. He placed both of his elbows on his thighs and supported his forehead with his fingers. He looked so helpless, as if he had given up in his life. The man in front of her who used to stand like a long pole and arrogance that reached heavens looks like someone who had his ass beaten black and blue. Vincent looked like a dog outside a pouring rain, drenched like a rat in sewers.

Kimberly felt the pang of guilt in her heart, but no matter what, what she did must be done.

Gabriella was crossing the line so much.

Still, for the sake of it, she had to apologize. "Sorry about that, Vincent. I just had to---"

"No, it's fine. I understand." However, Vincent didn't allow her to do so. He raised a hand to stop her. "If I were in your shoes, I would do the same."

"..." Kimberly was lost in words.