The Heir's Naughty Twins

The Heir's Naughty Twins
52. Nothing Has Changed


Yujerian and Yuveria were lying limp on the bed after taking a bath. They were both exhausted and went around the house, seeing a lot of unusual things scattered.


They try things until it feels like they can no longer do anything but lie drowsy.


"Nii." Yuveria glimmered between her two lowbatt eyes. "Haha-ue where are you going?"


Of course, the two did not think about it.


Either go where Hestia is and what she is doing, but surely her business is so important that it leaves the two of them in this house only with Mandala.


The eros? Don't know. Maybe he went home or stayed over because both of them went to take a shower as soon as they came back.


"Haha-ue doesn't feel left out right because we're just having fun together?"


Yujerian rubbed his sister's head and closed his mouth. "Of course not. Haha-ue will probably be excited to hear our story later. Haha-ue will be back tomorrow."


"Tomorrow where else are we going, Nii?"


"Haha-ue said we're going to see a new school. Maybe tomorrow we'll go there."


Yuveria. "Tanohimi." [I can't wait.]


...*...


"What are you coming back for?"


Hestia blinked in shock as her stepmother stared hatefully. He did not remember his relationship with this woman either good or bad, but as far as Hestia knew, he was not a woman who would stare like this blatantly.


"I—"


"After running away and making everyone look for you, you think about going back and then everything's okay?"


Hestia mouth kelu.


"Have you ever thought something might happen because you left? Have you ever asked what you left here? You think we're waiting for you to come back?"


Hestia was silent glum.


Honestly, he didn't think he was waiting. He came back only to see Darius, not to mean anything else.


But when he entered this neighborhood again, Hestia suddenly realized that there was a burden that he left accidentally.


"Or what? You're tired of living without your family so you come back to play around here again?"


"Mother, I'm not—"


"Melia's tormented for you!"


Hestia jerks. "Melia?"


The woman looked at him furiously with the impression she could spit out her entire organ just from staring at Hestia.


"Mother—"


Hestia had not yet spoken, the woman left. Slammed the door of his room very hard before leaving it silent.


Hestia gulps down the gamang. Sitting on his bed, thinking of various things on his head.


So Darius still does that? After her, she did to Melia to make her son perfect?


But those hugs and eyes weren't fake. She really missed Hestia as her son. Why does he keep doing it to others?


...*...


Hestia got out of her bed. Rushed towards Melia's room which she knew was close enough to reach.


Since the door was unlocked, Hestia immediately opened it.


But it was made petrified by the sight of Melia tied to the bed, and a man had just walked over her face.


"Melia!"


His sister only had a flat expression. Her cheeks were reddened by the saga and she did not grimace or cry.


"I'm refraining from killing you, Brother." Melia dropped her head backwards. "Go and calm me down."


"Don't be crazy! Stop now! You, get out of here!"


"Don't you crazy? I was crazy. Who isn't crazy between us?"


Melia chuckled and the man didn't budge from her.


"What fun do you enjoy there? Your face looks more beautiful I see. Your skin is white and smooth. Oh, my God, it's my brother's happy life who abandoned his responsibilities out of boredom."


"Melia—"


"Stop hearing your disgusting voice!" The woman suddenly shouted. "Then what now?! You want to say you were unintentionally?! I've been taking your place for years! For years! I suffered twice as much torture from you because I'm not you and he keeps calling you! I have to be you, huh?! Must be a coward who just ran away?!"


Hestia tightened her jaw. "I've been experiencing it longer."


"THEN YOU WANT TO SAY YOU'VE BEEN TOO LONG SO NOW IT'S MY TURN?!"


"I'M TIRED TOO!"


"AND I DIDN'T?!"


At that instant, Hestia noticed it.


In the end nothing changed.


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