Hiding the Twins from Their Billionaire Father

Chapter 113

113. Does It Hurt?

“How does it feel to be rejected by your own daughter? Does it hurt?” Susan’s voice was soft. However,

her words stuck straight into

Frank’s inner wounds.

“So much, but I know what I feel is not comparable to what they have felt all this time. I know,” Frank

nodded with a twitching chin.

Seeing how pathetic the CEO looked, Susan smiled wryly. Without a word, she stepped in and sat in

one of the chairs near the table.

“It’s good that you know. The suffering they experience will never be comparable to your suffering. How

could it be?”

Susan looked up, scanning the luxurious interior of the room. “You live in such a nice place, while we

have to rent a shabby apartment. Only here Louis and Emily can have their own room, thanks to your

generosity.”

Smiling sadly, Susan shifted her gaze towards the shelves filled with? displays. “They don’t even have

nice toys like other kids. So far, they have only played with cheap goods and books. Only here they cal

enjoy the little luxuries.”

After a few seconds, Susan’s eyes fixated on the grapes beaut presented in the middle of the table.

The curve of her lips became more wrinkled.

“They even have to wait several months to be able to eat at a restaurant, unlike you who can always

get whatever dishes you want.

Raising an eyebrow, Susan turned back to the CEO.

“And what’s most striking, you live surrounded by lots of people, whereas Louis and Emily only have

Kara and me. They have been

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they are afraid that their mother will be sad.”

Susan leaned her head forward and whispered, “You know what? Having a father who doesn’t want to

acknowledge his children is far more pathetic than having a dead father. So, I hope you can understand

Emily’s rude attitude towards you.”

Frank silently clenched his jaw. Susan had rubbed salt over his wound. However, he couldn’t do

anything. His destiny was to just accept the pain. He himself had dug a hole and left it gaping.

“Mrs. Martin, is there anything I can do to wash away my sins?” he asked hoarsely, almost inaudible.

He still didn’t have the strength to hold his head up.

“Why are you asking me? I wasn’t the one who told you to make that decision, Susan said indifferently.

Frank fell silent for a moment. After he dared to meet Susan’s gaze, he muttered, “You are the closest

person to Kara and the children. I think you know the right way to apologize to them.”

Susan laughed faintly. “What makes you think I would tell you? You are the one who has created the

suffering of my daughter and grandchildren.”

Blinking, Frank brought his gaze down. “I just want to keep as until I find the answer.

The corners of Susan’s lips suddenly turned down. She didn’t the man to give such an honest

response.

“What makes you like my daughter?”

Frank returned the sharp gaze with an innocent look. “I also don’t know. Suddenly, my heart and mind

were full with your daughter.

While Susan was pensive, Frank’s gaze began to droop. He continued

her side. I like the feeling of pride every time I succeed in protecting her. I also like the feeling of

satisfaction every time I succeed in giving my best. And if I fail to make her happy, her sadness makes

me uneasy.”

Suddenly, Frank’s eyes softened. His lips started to curve. “Your daughter has a very beautiful smile

and heart, Madam. Every time she’s sad, I feel restless and want to immediately refresh her. Maybe

that’s the reason I like Kara. My heart regards her as a challenge that I want to conquer every

moment.”

Susan was suddenly sucked into the past. That answer was completely different from Finnic’s answer.

“Don’t you like Kara because you complement each other’s weaknesses or her amazing figure?”

Frank pursed his lips and tilted his head. After a short reflection, he stated, “Does love ever look at

weaknesses and strengths? For me, love is a side of human beings that cannot be touched by logic. It

can only accept and reject, without needing to consider.”

Silence froze the air again. Frank was busy assessing his answer, while Susan was busy assessing his

sincerity.

“Do you think Louis and Emily have been suffering all this time

Frank’s daydream was shattered. He raised an eyebrow, whis What do you mean?”

Susan suddenly got up from the chair and raised the corners of lips. “You should know, Frank. Louis

and Emily’s life is much sim than your wealthy life. There is one thing that makes them win ov you.”

Frank’s brow furrowed deeply. “What is it?”

“All their lives, they always have Kara’s love, but you don’t. They’re

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with Kara, and I think… that one win means a lot.”

After patting Frank’s arm, Susan walked out. The man could only blink, digesting the meaning. Did

Susan give him any hint, guidance, or comfort? Those sentences were too deep.

Meanwhile, a panting toddler entered his room. Running without moving his arm was the hardest thing

he had ever done.

“Uh, I should have started running away when Grandma got up from the chair,” he sighed, patting his

heart.

“What else does that fierce woman want here?”

Bravely, Louis stretched out one arm in front of Isabel. His cheeks were puffed out, his eyes looked

sunken.

“Stop! You are not allowed to pass!”

Receiving that surprising welcome, Isabela blinked. She almost laughed lightly. The boy was not even

taller than her waist, but d to challenge her?

However, remembering the task given by Rowan, she quickly smi Hello, Little Puppy. Good morning!

How are you today?”

Louis lowered his hands. However, his furrowed brows were still intact. “You called me a dog?”

Isabel gasped. “No, it’s not what you think. Puppies are affectionate calls. No offense. I didn’t mean to

insult you. On the contrary…

She sweetened her smile. “I came here to apologize to you and your sister. I realize that my arrival

yesterday has brought big problems to

you. My mum UU 11U1911.

“Of course I know,” Louis grumbled faintly.

“Then can you forgive me? I didn’t think much about it yesterday.”

Puffing out his cheeks again, Louis shook his head. “You already called us trash. It cannot be forgiven

easily.”