Who is playing Guts with my life

Hello Mommy

In the arrival waiting area of the airport, Daniel paced

back and forth irritably, checking his wristwatch and

growing impatient with every passing second.

"She should’ve landed minutes ago," he grumbled.

"That girl should have been here by now! What’s

taking her so long?"

"Sir Daniel , Miss Sandra should be here soon," Bran , a

young butler of the Abel Family, attempted to calm

Daniel down. "Please be more patient."

"Patient?" Daniel scoffed. "I’ve been waiting for over

thirty minutes for her! Why did I have to come here

and fetch her myself?"

Bran sighed. "Young Master, that’s what your

grandfather wanted. If he finds out you didn’t pick up

Miss Sandra, he’ll be livid."

"Tch."

Daniel clicked his tongue, his irritation growing as he

thought about why he was here. Sandra’s grandfather —

from her mother’s side — and Daniel’s grandfather

had been great friends. They had been lifelong

companions, from playmates to classmates and best

buddies even into adulthood. It was their

arrangement that had led to Sandra and Daniel’s

engagement.

"That woman is such a pain in the neck," he

muttered irritably, because he needed Sandra to tell his

grandfather that she didn’t want this engagement.

Sandra likes me so much, but I have to convince her to

break off our arrangements. She can’t be that

shameless to cling to me, right?

For him, it could be a challenge, as Sandra might want

to break off his engagement with Mabel. Sandra, after

all, was a selfish woman. It wasn’t like Daniel couldn’t

do what he wanted, but it also meant his name

getting crossed off his grandfather’s will. Therefore,

he needed Sandra to end it herself.

"That annoying girl..." he hissed, as he thought about

having to persuade the ugly duckling of the Henry family . "I swear I will—"

Just as he turned, Daniel collided with someone’s

shoulder, causing the woman to stumble back. His

anger quickly rose until he looked up and saw who

he had bumped into.

"Can’t you watch where you’re going—" he almost bit

his tongue, stunned for a moment. He held his

breath, eyes wide, heart beating louder than usual.

Standing just a few feet away was a woman. Her

bright red lips contrasted with her pale complexion,

her curly hair as dark as her oversized sunglasses. In

a fitted black dress, she looked more like she was

heading to a party than just arriving from a flight.

Daniel? Lola raised an eyebrow, studying him through

the dark lenses of her sunglasses.

Of all people to run into...

As Sandra clenched her jaw and frowned, Daniel

suddenly sported a gentle smile.

"I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention," he apologized,

reaching out to her. "Are you alright, Miss?"

She stepped back before he could touch her,

speaking coldly, "I’m fine."

"I see, I see," he chuckled awkwardly. Even with the

large glasses, he could tell she was beautiful. "Are

you sure?"

Sandra arched a brow, realizing this jerk didn’t

recognize her. She smirked and nodded.

"I’m fine. Don’t bother," she said simply, walking past

him without another word.

Daniel reached out a bit, catching a whiff of her

perfume, which he might remember for the rest of

his life. "Wait—"

"Sir Daniel, the arrival door is opening again." Bran

suddenly perked up. "Miss Sandra might be there!"

"Tch." Daniel clicked his tongue bitterly. He glanced

at the people emerging from the arrival area, then

back to where the woman had gone.

"What a beautiful woman," he grumbled. "If only Sandra

had even half of that beauty, she might not have to

try so hard."

With that, Daniel let go of the woman he had bumped

into and waited for Sandra. Little did he know, the

woman he had just been criticizing was the same

one who made his heart race.

****

Meanwhile, Lola chuckled as she left the airport.

"Five years and he still hasn’t changed," she

whispered, shaking her head at Daniel.

She admitted that she and Daniel had a good

relationship as children. Young Daniel had been kind

and gentle, albeit a bit silly. But everything changed

when Mabel and her mother entered their lives.

Not that she had the energy to dwell on that now, as

none of Daniel’s reasons mattered to her.

Once Sandra officially ended her previous engagement,

she planned to expand her business here. Until then,

she didn’t want Daniel to know anything about it.

Ring... ring...

Sandra’s phone rang as she stepped outside the airport.

She answered without checking.

"I’m outside the airport," she said. "Can’t see you."

She pushed her sunglasses up, revealing her dark

russet eyes. Scanning the area, she spotted someone

waving at her.

"Boss, I’m here!"

There, behind several cars in the driveway, was a

familiar face. She smiled.

"I see you," she replied. "I’m coming over."

With the traffic, she decided to head towards her

pickup. But as she walked, her luggage suddenly felt

heavier. Lola slowed down and cast her luggage a

look.

To her side, she saw two children holding her

luggage — a boy and a girl, both twins. The little boy

held the luggage, while the girl held his hand. They

stopped, smiling sweetly at her.

"Uh..." Sandra blinked in confusion, looking around.

The outside of the airport was bustling, but no one

seemed to be missing children. She smiled back at

the twins, about to tell them they had the wrong

person, when they suddenly chimed in.

"Hello, Mommy!"

Sandra's face twitched at their sweet greeting. She bent

over, resting her hand on her knees.

"Uh, I think there’s been a mistake," she said. "I’m

not your mom. Are you guys lost?"

The twins shook their heads, almost impressing her

with how their actions matched, just like their faces.

"Christian and Christabel are not lost!" the boy, Christian,

announced, taking a step forward and then holding

onto Sandra’s arm. "We’re with Mommy!"

"Ha... ha..." Sandra laughed awkwardly, looking around

at her surroundings and then back at the children.

She noticed the little boy’s grip tightening as if he

didn’t plan on letting her go.

"Boss!" Suddenly, the familiar voice of a man

reached her.

Silas , Sandra’s friend, jumped out of the car and stopped

in front of her. His brows furrowed as he noticed the

twins standing in front of her.

"Who...?"

"Silas, just take my luggage," said Sandra, forcing a

smile, before turning to the twins. "I’ll take you to the

lost and found — if that’s even the right place for

missing children."

"Kids, how about we look for your mommy and

daddy, okay?" she hummed persuasively. "They’re

probably worried sick about you."

Hearing this, the sweet smiles on their faces faded

and were gradually replaced with teary eyes and

quivering lips.

"Wah! Mommy, don’t leave us!" The boy jumped and

hugged her leg. "Mommy, I’ll be a good boy — I

promise."

The girl, on the other hand, hugged her arm. "Mama,

don’t go! Don’t leave Christian and Christabel here!"

"We’ll be good kids!" they yelled. "Please don’t

abandon us!"

"Huh?" Sandra froze as the twins cried, and everyone

now gave her odd glances and left judgmental

comments while at it. "HUH?!"

Silas opened and closed his mouth before he blurted

out, "Boss, since when did you have kids?!"