His Wife Abandoned Him and their Twin Girls, Unaware they will Later Become Billionaires
The little girls cried loudly as her mother threw them on the bed and began packing her clothes into a bag. Her face was tight with anger like someone ready to fight the whole world. Mr. Peter, her husband, said gently, "The babies are crying. They need their mother." But Linda answered in a cold and sharp voice, "They are no longer my concern.
I'm leaving you." She continued stuffing her clothes into the bag without looking at him. Please don't go, Peter begged. If not for me, then stay for the sake of these innocent children God gave us. Linda turned to him and snapped. I didn't marry you to suffer. Since you can't give me the life I want. I'm done.
Don't come looking for me. As for the babies, do whatever you want with them. I don't care. She paused, twisted her lips bitterly, and added, "To be honest, I don't even care if they live or die." With that, she zipped up her bag and stormed out of the house, slamming the door hard behind her.
Everything had once been peaceful between Peter and his wife. But things changed the day he lost his job. Since then, Linda had been threatening to leave. She complained about everything. The small room they moved into, the plain food they had to eat. Peter kept begging her, not just because he loved her, but for the sake of their little daughters, Mary and Naomi, who were just 3 months old, but Lyndon never listened. Mr.
Peter carried the babies in his arms and gently cuddled them. Though they kept crying, he rocked them back and forth until they slowly calmed down. As he looked at their innocent faces, his heart grew heavy, but his voice was firm. I may not have money to give you the best life, he whispered. But I promise I will be the best father in the whole world to you.
He kept rocking them softly and not long after the twin girls drifted off to sleep. The next morning came with hunger and worry.
His Wife Abandoned Him and their Twin Girls, Unaware they will Later Become Billionaires
The little girls cried loudly as her mother threw them on the bed and began packing her clothes into a bag. Her face was tight with anger like someone ready to fight the whole world. Mr. Peter, her husband, said gently, "The babies are crying. They need their mother." But Linda answered in a cold and sharp voice, "They are no longer my concern.
I'm leaving you." She continued stuffing her clothes into the bag without looking at him. Please don't go, Peter begged. If not for me, then stay for the sake of these innocent children God gave us. Linda turned to him and snapped. I didn't marry you to suffer. Since you can't give me the life I want. I'm done.
Don't come looking for me. As for the babies, do whatever you want with them. I don't care. She paused, twisted her lips bitterly, and added, "To be honest, I don't even care if they live or die." With that, she zipped up her bag and stormed out of the house, slamming the door hard behind her.
Everything had once been peaceful between Peter and his wife. But things changed the day he lost his job. Since then, Linda had been threatening to leave. She complained about everything. The small room they moved into, the plain food they had to eat. Peter kept begging her, not just because he loved her, but for the sake of their little daughters, Mary and Naomi, who were just 3 months old, but Lyndon never listened. Mr.
Peter carried the babies in his arms and gently cuddled them. Though they kept crying, he rocked them back and forth until they slowly calmed down. As he looked at their innocent faces, his heart grew heavy, but his voice was firm. I may not have money to give you the best life, he whispered. But I promise I will be the best father in the whole world to you.
He kept rocking them softly and not long after the twin girls drifted off to sleep. The next morning came with hunger and worry.
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