Pure Blood Descendant's

Bab 11 Louis's happiness

A month and a half after a short vacation on the beach at La Jolla Cove, Louis's relationship with his wife and children became increasingly inseparable.

"Honey? Why did you take so long in there?" Louis was starting to get restless, his wife had been in the bathroom for more than 20 minutes.

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Savana came out with an unreadable facial expression, Louis became increasingly worried. "Honey, what happened to you? Why have you been quiet to me lately. Tell me if there's something bothering you, I'm ready to be a good listener." Louis took his wife to the sofa.

Savana looked at Louis with an unknown gaze.

"Here," Savana showed Louis a flat object in the palm of her hand. The man frowned, then reached for it. For a moment Louis was silent, then the next second Louis lifted his wife's body and kissed Savana's entire face repeatedly.

"Thank you darling, thank you!" Louis lowered his head and kissed his wife's flat stomach. "O boys and girls! Come here, Daddy, grow strong like your mother, be healthy inside until you are born into the world. Daddy, Mommy and your older sister Mercy will wait patiently until that day comes." Louis then kissed his wife's stomach again feeling happy.

"Listen honey, you can't be tired, let Ana do the kitchen stuff. You just need to sit back and relax and take care of both of their health." Savanna frowned. How could Louis conclude that she was pregnant with twins?

"Why did you say those two? Have you heard the whispers from inside there, hmm?" Savana styled her husband's thick hair with great affection.

"Yeah, I got a whisper last night while we were making love."

"Hey honey... It hurts, look at your mother. Mom is torturing Dad," Louis complained to the two fetuses in his wife's stomach.

"Speak well, my baby will hear it. They would be embarrassed if they had a maniac father," Louis chuckled at his wife's words.

"I'm just a maniac darling, there are no other women in my life. You are my first and last woman, only you." Louis firmly assured.

"Okay, now let's get to work, you will have lots of children if I really am going to be pregnant with twins." said Savana as she pulled her husband's strong arm out of the room.

"Dad is going to work?" Mercy was already sitting in her chair waiting for her parents to have breakfast together.

"Yes dear." Louis kissed Mercy's forehead lovingly. "Do you still miss daddy, hmm?" Louis asked, looking intently into his daughter's eyes.

Louis had just returned from Colorado, for 5 days there of course his daughter missed her father. Likewise with Louis, this man even makes video calls every hour.

"Will daddy sleep here tonight?" Mercy chose not to answer her father's question, because surely her father already knew the answer.

"Hmmm... I think..." Louis looked thoughtful then glanced at his wife who was busy spreading jam on her bread.

"Daddyyy..." whined Mercy impatiently.

Louis chuckled, "Okay honey, dad is lost, so dad will spend the night here. Now finish your breakfast," said Louis after successfully pranking the child.

After finishing breakfast, Louis said goodbye to go to work. Don't forget, the man left a bunch of long messages to his wife.

"Be careful darling, remember, don't do anything. Just rest in your room or in the back gazebo." Louis never stopped remembering his wife.

"Yeah, I got enough rest today, now I'm going to work. Are you sure you'll come home tonight? I'm worried that Mercy will sulk again like last night." Savana's face looked worried.

"I want to come home here honey, where else are I going, hmmm?" Louis smoothed Savana's hair which was blowing in the wind.

"Okay, now let's go there," said Cloey, gently pushing her husband's arm.

"You're cruel, darling. Hey kids, daddy's going to work first. Take care of mommy and sister Mercy, okay?" Louis kissed his wife's stomach gratefully. Finally, he will be a father again.

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You are sure? then where did they move? I hope Louis doesn't know anything about that woman." Edward tapped the surface of his desk, the man was lost in thought. You could see the veins on his temples bulging out.

Lindsey accidentally heard her father's words from behind the slightly open door. The girl could only let out a long sigh.

Knock knock knock

"Come in!"

"Lindsey? why aren't you at school?" Edward narrowed his eyes sharply.

“I just want to say, my card has run out. Yesterday I became one of the donors for a foundation through a program run by the school." Lindsey answered with a straight face.

Edward took a deep breath hearing the child's story. "I'll transfer it to your account, everything for next month. Learn to manage your finances Lindsey, dad can't be your backup forever." Edward firmly advised.

"I thought we were the richest people in the world. It turns out rich people are also stingy with their children. It's no wonder why rich people get richer, as a result of robbing their children of their happiness." Lindsey said sarcastically then stepped out.

Edward rubbed his rough face, he always couldn't beat his daughter's arguments. Every time the boy said sharp words, Edward would hear them silently.

"You saw my daughter, Danton?"

"Yes sir, I saw it" Danton's answer made Edward chuckle, something he rarely did even in front of his family.

"I mean, did you hear what he said? My daughter is different, Danton. I'm more afraid of her than facing robbers," explained Edward ambiguously. Danton frowned, not understanding the meaning of his master's conversation.

"You must be confused, right? How could Edward Snowden be so afraid of his own child? Moreover, Lindsey is a princess," Edward stopped his sentence, the man took a deep breath to explain his feelings at that time.

"She's different, that's what always scares me every time Lindsey utters the words. She's a chosen daughter, purebred, and our family's first female in almost a century." Edward turned his chair then looked at Danton who looked pale.

"So you understand the different meaning I mean Dante? If I were you, I would start to be careful with that little girl." Edward smiled crookedly seeing the fear on Danton's face. The man he often calls Dante.

"You may go," Danton stepped as wide as possible, but when he was about to disappear behind the door, his master's voice came back.

“I suggest, just pay attention to your own safety. You never know when the last time you will be with the person you love.” Edward pressed the automatic button to close the door to his study.

Meanwhile, Danton was silent when he heard the short advice full of horror that he heard.

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"Honey? You just transferred a large amount of money to my account. Did you send it by mistake?" Morgan was confused by the transaction report on his cellphone.

"NO!" Lindsey answered briefly.

"But why did you send me this much money? You always refuse to accept my money. Do you intend to leave me dear?" Morgan got up from the sofa and walked over to Lindsey who was making lunch for them.

"Answer me darling?" Morgan turned Lindsey's body slowly. "You don't intend to leave me, do you?" Morgan repeated his question with trepidation.

Lindsey stared flatly at the stupid man in front of her, then continued her cooking activities.

"Darling?" Morgan lowered his voice.

“If you ask one more time, then I will really abandon you?” Lindsey answered indifferently.

Morgan chose to sit back down, he didn't want to make his lover's mood bad because of his bad prejudice.

Several minutes passed, Morgan was still worried. Many times the man opened the messaging application which displayed notifications of money transfer transaction reports from his lover. An extraordinary amount, he had never been given that much money even though he had spent 3 months.

"Let's eat, so your stupid brain can work properly again," said Lindsey, placing a plate of spaghetti on the table in front of Aslan.

“Eating spaghetti every day can also make you stupid and wormy.” Morgan grumbled, not accepting being called stupid.

"Say it again, I'll chop you finely to make Greeny's food." Gluk, Morgan swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Imagining Greeny crushing his flesh, Morgan suddenly felt sick.

Morgan wholeheartedly devoured the spaghetti bolognese in one bite and then swallowed it whole. His throat hurt, you hot pepper, his mind was damned.

To be continue

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Greetings author, Rose_Ana.