The Heir's Naughty Twins
71. Wants to Break

Hestia tried to swallow her food this morning. The fight with Eros yesterday gave him a headache. But every time he remembered what he said, there was something in Hestia that knew he was right.

He was silent as the morning talk went on as if nothing had happened. Her eyes looked at Melia who was again wearing striking makeup.

Hestia was claustrophobic knowing it to cover the violence on her face. Hestia's breath was rough. Something in his heart rebelled. Eager to ask Darius, did he regret injuring his two daughters?

No. gabe. Did he know that wound took away the sanity of the two of them?

"What's up, Brother?" Melia realized Hestia's eyes were reddened. His defenses were weakened and the shivering would break out precisely when Darius was around. "Did something happen to Yohannes? I look like I want to cry."

Hestia was going to cry. And the vow of death he hates doing it here.

So despite shivering, Hestia smiled. "I-I think I have a fever. Not because of John, Melia. You misunderstood."

"Fever?" Darius looked at him as if he was worried.

It was even more painful because Hestia wished she was really worried as a father.

"You should have said, Hestia. Call the doctor immediately. Maybe you're tired of just getting back to work."

Across the street, Melia smiled broadly. It was like saying 'enjoy your inner suffering'.

Hestia made it an excuse to go to her room. Lying staring at the ceiling before he closed his eyes, crying in silence.

Melia's hatred, not that she doesn't understand.

They both feel the same way all the time.

The feeling that no one in the world is protecting them, protecting their back, because the only human they believe will do so, is actually hurting their body.

I think he hopes to give up. But in the end there was nothing he could get if he gave up.

His daughter's son, they must live better than Hestia.

...*...

"Kazo." Yuveria muttered in her sleep. "Haha ...."

Eros smiled small. They cried and then suddenly slept on each shoulder.

Last night for Eros to hold them. Until the next morning Mandala came, surprised to find Eros still holding his two children who were also still sleeping.

Mandala help move them. Although Eros' hands hurt, he was quite happy to see them sleeping well.

They usually wake up in the morning.

"Can I talk to you for a minute, sir?"

Eros turned his head when Mandala suddenly spoke. He's seen Narendra's man a few times. Let alone the bodyguards, Narendra's wives called their husbands masters and did not dare to look them in the eye for politeness.

As Eros knew, Narendra's men were not educated to speak unless they were told to do so.

"What's wrong?"

Mandala no doubt said, "Mrs Hestia has suffered from psychiatric disorders to have sleepwalking behavior for the past few years."

Eros. "What?"

"I found out when I picked them up on the island. Your Daughter's son knows it. Young Master Al ordered me not to speak until at least Young Master and Young Miss opened their hearts."

"...."

"Miss Hestia asked Young Master Al to look after the two of them, and from our observation, the wound in the hearts of the two of them would remain the same if Miss Hestia did not heal herself."

Mandala was silent for a moment. "Miss Hestia's behavior now leads to more severe damage in her soul. That's it, sir."

Eros looked at his two children with their mouths clenched. So one of the reasons why they hate Eros so much is because he doesn't know their mother's wounds?

Despite knowing Hestia was experiencing violence, Eros already said he did not know the taste.

He does not know what it feels like, so he will never understand how the behavior of those who experience it.

"Take them."

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