Twin Surprise: When Fate Brings Back More Than His Ex-Wife

In the exclusive VIP suite at Charm Club in Fladena, five remarkably attractive men occupied a secluded lounge. At the center sat a man whose looks easily outshone the rest. His head was tilted forward, his brows drawn tight, his expression heavy. He appeared thoroughly intoxicated.

"What's going on with Shawn? Why did he drink this much?" Erick George asked from the far-left end of the sofa. Of the five, he was the most simple-minded, and now he seemed oblivious to the tension in the air.

"Corrine's flight lands in Fladena tomorrow," Theo Adams replied. His face was gentle, almost delicate.

Erick let out a scoff. "She actually has the audacity to come back? Don't tell me Shawn still hasn't let her go and plans to start things up again. And what about his wife, Leyla?"

When Erick asked this question, no one answered. A sudden, heavy silence settled over the room.

After a long silence, Theo spoke again. "The truth is, Shawn hasn't moved on from Corrine in the last two years. If he had, he wouldn't have kept his marriage hidden from the public. And there's another thing."

He paused briefly before continuing, "His wife hasn't conceived in two years because he doesn't want her to give birth to the Cooper family's heir."

He had barely finished when a sharp crash sounded outside the door, followed by the frantic voice of a server. "I'm so sorry, ma'am! Are you hurt? Would you like to step into the restroom to change? Your clothes are completely wet. Ma'am? Ma'am!" The commotion gradually died down.

Erick exhaled slowly and shook his head. "Leyla is genuinely a good person. Why can't he just let Corrine go?"

"We should stay out of it, as this is his mess to sort out. I've got a business trip tomorrow; I have to leave now," Braeden Green said as he rose to his feet.

"We're leaving too. Erick, keep an eye on him," Theo said and then left with Gavin Edwards.

Within moments, the others had left. Only Erick remained, staring blankly at Shawn Cooper, who was slumped deep in a drunken haze.

...

Leyla Carter stumbled out of Charm Club in a hurry, nearly tripping more than once.

After putting some distance between herself and the club, she sank down against a set of stone steps along the roadside. Without caring that her dress was still damp from spilled wine, she leaned forward and vomited.

She retched for several minutes before the violent churning in her stomach began to ease.

She was pregnant; she had seen the test results that very morning.

Filled with excitement, she had come intending to tell Shawn the life-changing news. Instead, she had accidentally overheard every word of their conversation.

When the nausea subsided, she remained seated on the cold steps. Slowly, she placed both hands over her abdomen. It felt surreal to think that a tiny life had already taken root inside her.

Recently, she had barely been able