169: Mommy Is Not Being Honest

YVONNE —

Two Days Later.

I had returned from the hospital to my home. I and Amanda had not been able to talk as friends regarding the issue, which she had refused to let me know, saying it was a confidential talk.

To be honest, if not for all she had done for me, I would have asked her to leave my house to avoid what my instinct hinted at happening—to avoid her abducting my kids to Conan.

I rose to my feet and headed to the children's room in order to make sure they were okay. Upon arrival at their room, I was relieved to find out that they were comfortable sleeping.

I stared at the wall clock and realized it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

"They would be awake soon. I better go prepare dinner so they can eat immediately after they wake up from sleeping. I'm certain they will wake up soon," I muttered, heading to the kitchen.

Amanda had left the house in the afternoon to meet with her fiancé, according to her. Up until now, she has yet to return.

"Well, as long as I was fina