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“Let's get this dinner ready.” I took a pan from her hand and changed the subject as quickly as I could.

“Pastel?” He looked at me with a childlike expression.

“No. Vegetables.”

“Ah...”

“It's for your health, Grandma.”

“I'm already dying; why don't you let me enjoy the good things in life?”

“You're not dying, Grandma.”

“Just getting old...”

“Why don't you chop some carrots?” I pointed to the fridge. “I'll do the rest.”

She ended up giving up and accepting my decision.

Chapter thirty-four

“Daddy!” The twins came running to me as I entered the living room door.

I left my briefcase on the floor and picked them up, kissing them on the forehead and walking with them to the center of the sofa.

“Shouldn't you two be asleep?”

“I've put them to bed, sir,” said the nanny as she appeared and looked at me. I certainly didn't want to be reproached for the fact that the girls were still awake.

“Did they get up?” I looked at them seriously.

“We wanted to see you,” grumbled Anne slyly.

“They could wait to see me in the morning.”

“Helena didn't come?” When Mary asked me, I realized that they might be waiting for my girlfriend and not me.

“Not today, daughters...”

“Ah!” they mouthed.

“Let's go back to bed.” I took them both by the hand and led them back to the bedroom, settling them in their respective beds.

“Is she coming back?” Anne wanted to know.

“Yes, she will.”

“When is she coming to live with us?” Mary was already rushing everything.

“I don't know.”

“Ah, Dad, please call.”

“It's not that simple, my princess.” I stroked her head.

“Just get her over here. Sleep in your bed or buy one for her.”

“It's much more than just a bed.”

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