Reincarnated as a Fisherman and a Dad Chapter 126
The guests left in groups, leaving only Larry, Roman, Joseph and his family in the villa.
Larry and Roman talked to Karlos in a relaxed manner.
"If you need help, don't be afraid to contact us. We are friends," Larry assured him as he patted Karlos's shoulder.
"As for what happened to Claire, don't worry. I already handled it. She won't trouble you and your family anymore."
Roman glanced at Larry, his brow furrowing slightly with curiosity. He didn't know what they were talking about and decided he would ask Larry later.
"Thanks, Larry. I appreciate it," Karlos said sincerely. His voice carried genuine gratitude.
"Don't sympathize with a homewrecker. They don't deserve it," Larry added, his voice dropping with disdain. This made Roman raise an eyebrow and look at Karlos, waiting for an explanation.
"I'm innocent. I don't know her. I didn't even know she liked me," Karlos immediately explained. He raised both hands slightly in defense, his eyes wide with honesty.
'Why do I feel like I'm explaining myself to an older brother or something?' Karlos thought, a wry smile forming on his face.
Roman nodded, believing him. "Just like Larry said, contact us if you need help." His tone was calm, making Karlos feel reassured.
"Alright."
Karlos had no idea when their relationship had changed. Their interactions had become natural. As far as he remembered, they had only met a few times and weren't particularly close. Yet Larry and Roman had started treating him like a brother.
Even Roman was confused. This was the first time he felt close to a stranger so quickly. The fact that he attended a birthday party at all was already surprising. He wasn't the type to mingle with ordinary people, yet something about this family drew him in.
Suddenly, Arabella and Iñigo approached their father, their small footsteps pattering softly. They were holding their new toys, clearly happy about what had happened today. Their faces glowed with pure joy. Apparently, today being their birthday made it even more special. They wished every day could be their birthday so they could eat delicious food and receive toys.
"Papa!" Arabella hugged Karlos, her small arms wrapping around his knee. Her soft giggle melted his heart.
"Hm, greet your uncles."
Karlos spoke gently to the twins. Arabella looked at Larry and Roman. She recognized them and smiled brightly.
"Uncwe!" she said. Her childish voice was sweet, unpolished, yet sincere.
Surprisingly, Iñigo didn't feel any apprehension toward the two men. It seemed that after meeting them three times, he already considered them his uncles.
"Uncwe!" Iñigo said enthusiastically, his eyes sparkling as he proudly held up his new toy.
Larry nodded happily, and Roman did the same. Roman smiled faintly as he looked at the twins. For some reason, he felt happy being called uncle, even if the pronunciation was wrong. Their innocent energy softened his expression. It felt natural and right.
"Well then, see you next time," Larry and Roman said as they bid farewell. Larry returned to his duties as a police officer, while Roman headed back to Maynila to meet his family.
Karlos and his children waved at the departing sports cars. The sound of the engines faded into the distance, leaving behind a peaceful silence.
Inside the villa, Joseph and Penelope helped the maids arrange the gifts the twins received and organize the aftermath. They also helped store the remaining food and clean the annex.
Even though many guests had taken food and gifts home, there were still plenty of dishes left. The maids and the family would eat them over the next few days, with no one complaining. The aroma of food still lingered, a reminder of the celebration.
Once Joseph and Penelope finished helping, they bid farewell as well. Maya packed food, wine, and fruits for them to take home, and Foster drove them back. Maya reminded her brother not to drink too much wine.
With that, the party completely ended. The once lively villa was now quiet, resting after the celebration. Maya looked at the small mountain of toys placed inside an unused room.
"... This is a safety hazard. We can't let the children play with all of these toys. Some are quite small and could choke them," Maya said to Karlos before closing the door, thinking like a careful mother. If the children asked for toys, they would only be given safe toys to play with.
When the couple returned to the bedroom, they found the twins sleeping peacefully, hugging their new toys. Their little faces were adorable, innocent smiles free of worry.
Maya and Karlos lay beside them, holding each other's hands. Maya yawned, the exhaustion from waking up early finally catching up to her.
"Let's sleep," Karlos said softly.
"Okay."
They rested their heads, looking at the twins sleeping between them.
"Babe," Maya said.
"Hm?"
"I love you."
"I love you too," Karlos replied without hesitation. He truly loved his wife. He would die for her, kill for her, and give his heart to her. Heck, if they ever divorced, he would give her half of everything he owned, though he hoped that would never happen.
A warm smile spread across his face as he squeezed her hand gently.
"Babe, I'm horny. Let's fuck," Maya said, her playful tone paired with eyes glimmering with mischief. Watching her husband handle the party so well made her feel proud of marrying him. Naturally, she wanted to be with him.
"Alright."
Maya yelped as Karlos carried her toward the shower, her giggle echoing faintly as his arms lifted her effortlessly. They didn't end up taking a shower, they did another kind of business instead.
"S-Slow down, the kids might wake up," Maya said as she bit her lip. Her cheeks flushed pink, her voice trembling with excitement.
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February. It had been a week since Roman returned to Maynila. He decided to stay longer this time after his grandfather announced a family meeting.
Roman looked at the tall buildings around him. The skyscrapers were truly gigantic, symbols of the capital's power. Maynila was vastly different from Una Town. Even Evitac City couldn't compare to its grandeur.
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