His Unwanted Wife's Return With Secret Twins

king down while his assistant, Colin

lly across the termi

holding two small boys by the hands. Just as she pivoted to avoid his path, a stro

rofile hit Bartholomew's

s. Ignoring everything else, he shoved the bodyguard in front o

nearly knocked over a metal luggage cart,

wrapped her small arms tightly around his neck

-blue eyes remained fixed on the gl

tri

ly bumper-to-bumper traffic and travelers waiting for rides. The

umb rubbing frantically against his dark jade ri

sping for breath, and caref

eone else for her again? M

freezing glare that c

footage from this terminal immediate

d strode toward his private c

, Astrid had quickly recovered her sunglasses and was now starin

er line of sight, quietly saving Bartholome

on the pavement holding his stoma

rts so bad. I need

and squatted down in front of

ou drink too much ic

rward and took hi

he luggage. I'll take him. The re

cond, looked at her sensi

ight back. Don

her's sight, they dropped their innocent act

nto the arrivals hall and ducked behind a

tretch Lincoln, still holding Kallie in his arms while bodyg

pered, "Whoa, custom armored plating. T

small backpack, pulled out a miniature

iercing alarm. The headlights flashed wildly. The bodyguards tense

's head against his chest, using his broad back

posture from behind the b

er's sleeve and pointed at t

e girl? Did he have her

et screen, reading the public records he had

ay she's his sole h

small fists, anger fla

im back then, and he's out here buildi

l alarm cut off abruptly, leaving the bodyguards ex

her down, Bartholomew whipped his head around, his ra

he floor behind the metal frame. Both boys held th

the billboard before carrying his daughter into the back seat. As the

erence came from. Security in New