Babies' Secret: My Ex Wants Me Back!-Chapter 91: The Twins at Action

Chapter 91 - the twins at action.

Well, Aaron was back here again feeling agitated to ask the kids how their mother reacted to the note. The uncertainty gnawed at him, his mind racing on how she would have reacted.

Would she have crumbled it immediately after seeing it? Did she read it? Did she— he rubbed his forehead, feeling headache crawling in.

Aaron praised those in heaven for making the teachers and headmaster so simple as he asked for permission to take his children to the nearest cafe and gave a flimsy excuse.

His palms had been sweaty when he’d approached the school office because he wondered whether Katherine had called the school and informed them not to let him get closer to the kids after he met up with the kids he did.

"I’m traveling to another city, can I get a moment with my kids as a goodbye," he’d said, expecting rejection, bracing himself for disappointment. But the headmaster had smiled warmly, and called the homeroom teacher to bring the kids.

To be shocked would be an understatement, he thought — God released a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he wanted to face-palm himself but decide against it.

When the kids saw him in the headmaster’s office, Jasmine had jumped on him shouting, "Daddy," she called, her eyes twinkled with happiness. She squealed while Aaron twirled her around, her laughter echoing through the room while Hanith had a little smile.

Aaron had bowed slightly in gratitude at the headmaster and took the kids to the small cafe across the school.

So here he was, staring at his children across the small wooden table, listening to them slurp loudly from their straws. He smiled, watching the kids drowning their chocolate drinks.

"Daddy!" Jasmine started, the straw popping out of her lips with a small pop, and immediately Aaron turned his attention to her, reaching for the napkin to wipe the stain on the side of her mouth.

"Uhn?" he answered, dropping the napkin down on the table while he quickly glanced at Hanith, who swung his legs on the chair and continued quietly slurping.

"So mummy read it..." she said, and Aaron’s hand flattened on the table a little, his breath catching as he swallowed hard, waiting for more. The anticipation was almost unbearable that made his heart pick un rthymic.

"She placed it on her chest and was staring like this." Jasmine gestured dramatically, using her hands to explain while pressing an imaginary note to her own chest, her eyes going distant in imitation.

"Okay," he mumbled while nodding, his voice barely above a whisper and didn’t know how to interpret what that meant.

"Well, I told her you said she’s your favourite person." Jasmine grinned, happiness brimming in her eyes, and Aaron smiled despite his anxiety, patting the side of her hair.

"You did well, princess."

After that, a silence stretched between them as Aaron waited for the kids to finish their chocolate. His eyes squinted adorely at them.

Then Jasmine grabbed her backpack, unzipping it as she pulled out her notebook with her colored pencil set.

"What are you doing?" he asked inquisitively, thinking maybe jasmine wanted him to teach her homework? No, homework because school hasn’t closed. Then classwork, is it?

"To plan," she replied in a duh tone.

"Oh," Aaron mumbled.

"So, this—" Jasmine scribbled on her notebook, her tongue poking out slightly in concentration, while her brother leaned over to input something in her ear. She nodded, erased the drawn doodle with the pink eraser at the end of her pencil, then corrected herself.

After she was done, she slammed her hands on the table, then pushed the notebook forward while Aaron raised his brow, not understanding what Jasmine had drawn on the paper. It was messy and illegible, full of stick figures that only made sense to her and her younger brother Yet he gave a smile, not wanting to show the confusion on his face.

"Now," she pointed to a red doodle, "here is how we get mommy to talk to you." She trailed her finger to another blue doodle, which Aaron thought might represent him based on the spiky hair she’d drawn on top and shook his head.

Then Hanith took a pencil from the set and drew something in the middle then pointed at it. "This is the park..." he said quietly, and Aaron followed everything with keen eyes and absolute interest yet his vein brimming with adrenaline and pride from how his kids were handling this.

They were like his little miracles.

Little guardian angels

And little cupid matchers.

"Where you and mummy will meet," Jasmine finished her brother’s statement smoothly. "You’ll come to the park on Sunday..."

"We’ll bring mommy along. We’ll tell her to take us there," Hanith continued his sister’s words seamlessly. It was like they knew exactly what to say, their thoughts synchronised together.

"And you’ll say sorry and hug," Jasmine raised her head then pointed out her two index fingers before merging them together with a satisfied smile. "Problem solved." She grinned widely at her accomplishment.

And Aaron laughed softly, the sound caught between amusement and sadness. He really appreciated their help and small plan, "It’s not that easy..." Aaron mumbled, his brow creasing together in worry. If it had been that easy, they wouldn’t be here in the cafe planning.

Adult relationships were more complicated than the children saw it, it was full of hurt, ego, pride, misunderstandings and fears that couldn’t be solved with simple gestures.

"Why not?" Hanith asked, frowning in confusion. He and his sister had planned this in their room last night after mummy put Jasmine to bed, staying up past their bedtime to plan this.

He and Jasmine had pretended to sleep when mommy tucked them in, but they were waiting for her to be alone, so Jasmine could go ask her about their daddy while Hanith stood behind the door, ready to discuss the plan afterward.

Now, their daddy was saying their plan wasn’t that easy. Wasn’t this how mommy and daddy came back together on television? Had the television lied to them? His sister’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Because grown-ups make things harder than they should be," Jasmine rolled her eyes, sighing out like she’d given up on both Aaron and Katherine.

"Then be a kid again," Hanith mumbled softly, his voice barely audible. He didn’t want mommy and daddy to separate again. He wanted both of them together, he loved his mommy and daddy. They were his heroes, both of them, and heroes weren’t supposed to give up on each other.

Aaron’s eyes softened at their words, and he could feel them. He patted their stretched hands on the table to reassure them, his touch gentle and warm. "I wish I could," he mumbled sincerely. If only he could see the world through their eyes, where love was simple and forgiveness was easy.

It wasn’t easy to patch a relationship, it wasn’t easy as how it was portrayed. It was hard, it was difficult —

When Hanith saw Aaron’s face, his eyes glistened with unshed tears, and he reached for his bag, rummaging through it with shaking hands. He brought out a small puzzle box, then pushed it across the table to Aaron with trembling fingers.

"You gave me this, remember?" His voice was small and painful, "To help me calm down that day."

"I remember," Aaron responded, touching the puzzle nostalgically. He’d given it to him after that day.

"I kept it because it was a gift from my daddy," Hanith murmured, his voice shaky. "Please fight for us," he blinked, his eyes glistening with tears that he was trying so hard to hold back. "We don’t want you away from us. We—"

Aaron swallowed hard as he used the pad of his thumb to wipe the tears on Hanith’s face while his chest ached, "Alright, Sunday it is," he said softly.

He too never wanted to be separated from his children, wanted to be with them and their mother, and wanted to wake up every morning in the same house where their laughter filled the rooms.

.

As soon as the kids dropped their bags on the couch, Katherine went to the kitchen to warm the milk for them. That was when Jasmine ran to her barefooted.

"Mommy, mummy," she called as Katherine smiled softly, while handing Jasmine the warm milk.

"What happened, baby?" Katherine answered, noting the unconcealed excitement in her daughter’s voice.

"Mummy, we haven’t gone out for days now," Jasmine pouted, blinking with her puppy eyes, and Katherine released a soft laugh.

"Oh, what prompted that?" Katherine asked, pinching Jasmine’s cheeks gently.

"Ouch," Jasmine rubbed her cheek with a scrunched nose, "we want to play. Right, Hanith?" She turned to her brother, who was carefully putting their shoes in the rack.

"Yes, mommy," Hanith nodded, and Jasmine turned back to Katherine, grinning widely.

"And you’ve been having this sad face lately," Jasmine mumbled softly while Katherine arched a brow at Jasmine’s statement, "You need enjoyment!" she added, her face brightening excitedly.

"Oh," Katherine mumbled, putting a strand of hair behind her ear gently. "So that’s a picnic, right?" she muttered, agreeing to her children’s shenanigans.

"Yes mummy, a picnic!" Jasmine squealed, dancing happily in the living room as Katherine smiled, but then the smile dimmed. She noticed, with a pang of guilt, that it had been days since she’d had quality time with her children, time to play with them and bond together in their usual rituals.

Jasmine met with Hanith and high-fived each other, grinning happily as Katherine stared at them, turned to start preparing dinner, humming softly under her breath while the children continued their whispered conversation in the living room. Sunday couldn’t come soon enough.

Operation Fix Mommy and Daddy was officially underway.

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