Read The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins novel by Artemis Z.Y. Updated 2025 -26 - The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins Chapter 190
The Unwanted Wife and Her Secret Twins Chapter 190
Any Unexpected Kiss
Chapter 190 An Unexpected Kiss
Mia’s POV
The brisk winter air felt refreshing against my face as Thomas and I strolled through Madison Square Park. Gas trotted happily ahead of us, his white fur bright against the dormant winter grass. I placed a hand on my lower back, trying to ease the persistent ache that had become iny constant companion in these final weeks of
pregnancy,
“Are you comfortable?” Thomas asked, his eyes filled with concern. “We can head back if you’re getting tired.”
“I’m fine,” I assured him, grateful for his thoughtfulness. “This was a good idea. I needed to get out of that apartment.”
Thomas had shown up at my door unexpectedly, bearing Mediterranean food and a gentle insistence that fresh air would do me good. After days cooped up with nothing but my troubled thoughts for company, I’d finally relented. My mother was out at another of her mysterious “appointments,” and the walls had been closing in on
- me.
“I’m glad you agreed to come,” Thomas said, matching his pace to my ungainly waddle. “You seemed… overwhelmed.”
I sighed. “That’s putting it mildly.”
“You do seem to attract a certain level of drama.”
“Not by choice,” I protested.
The twins shifted restlessly inside me, Twin B delivering a particularly enthusiastic kick that made me pause mid–step.
“Everything okay?” Thomas asked immediately.
“Yes, just the twins playing soccer with my internal organs.” I placed my hand over the spot where my stomach visibly moved. “They’re running out of room in there.”
Thomas watched with undisguised fascination as my sweater shifted with the movement beneath. “That’s incredible.”
He stared at my belly for a long time. I don’t know why, but I felt bashful.
“There’s a bench just ahead,” Thomas pointed. “Should we rest for a bit?”
I nodded.
We settled on the bench, Gas contentedly sprawling at our feet. The late afternoon sunlight slanted through the bare trees, creating long shadows across the park. Despite the winter chill, there were still quite a few people out
-other dog walkers, joggers in colorful winter gear, couples strolling hand in hand.
–
I studied Thomas surreptitiously as he gazed out at the park. He was undeniably handsome–tall and fit, with strong features that were both classically attractive and approachable. His dark blonde hair caught the sunlight, and his profile was worthy of a magazine cover. By any objective measure, he was the perfect catch–successful,
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kind, attentive.
I shouldn’t be looking at my friend like this. I shouldn’t be having these strange thoughts.
“Everything good?” Thomas asked, breaking into my reverie.
I smiled, embarrassed at being caught staring. “Just thinking how nice this is. Simple. Uncomplicated.”
His eyes softened. “It could always be like this, you know.”
Before I could respond to the implications of that statement, a woman approached with a friendly golden retriever. Gas immediately perked up, tall wagging as he greeted his fellow canine with enthusiasm.
“What a beautiful dog you have,” the woman commented, smiling warmly at us. Her eyes dropped to my protruding belly, and her smile widened. “And what a lovely family you make. When are you due, dear?”
The assumption caught me off guard. I glanced at Thomas, uncertain how to respond without making the situation awkward.
“January,” I replied simply, deciding that correcting her misunderstanding would be more uncomfortable than letting it pass.
“Twins,” Thomas added with a smile, playing along with surprising ease. “Two boys.”
The woman beamed. “How wonderful! My sister had twins last year. It’s double the blessing, though she says it’s also double the work.” She laughed warmly. “You two enjoy these quiet moments while you can. Once those babies arrive, quiet will be a distant memory!‘
“We’ll keep that in mind,” Thomas replied smoothly, his hand moving to rest lightly on my shoulder in a convincingly familiar gesture.
As the woman moved on with her dog, I turned to Thomas with a raised eyebrow. “That was quite a performance.
He shrugged, looking slightly abashed. “It seemed easier than explaining the complicated truth. I hope you don’t mind.”
We sat in silence for a few moments, watching Gas interact playfully with another dog.
“We should probably head back soon,” I said, suddenly feeling the need to retreat from whatever was building between us. “My mother will be wondering where I am.”
Thomas nodded, though I thought I detected a flicker of disappointment in his eyes. “Of course.”
As I moved to stand, a wave of dizziness washed over me–a consequence of rising too quickly. I swayed slightly, one hand instinctively reaching out for balance.
Thomas was there instantly, his arm encircling my waist to steady me. “Careful,” he murmured, his face suddenly very close to mine.
Our eyes met, and I saw something shift in his expression–a warmth, an intent that hadn’t been there before. My breath caught as I recognized what was about to happen, but before I could react, he leaned forward and
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pressed his lips gently against mine.
The kiss was soft, tentative–almost questioning, 111s lips were warm against mine, his touch respectful, his ann still steady around my waist. It was, by any objective measure, a perfectly nice kiss.
And yet, I felt nothing.
No spark, no flutter, none of the heat that had characterized even my most contentious encounters with Kyle. Just the polite pressure of Thomas’s mouth against mine and the awkward realization that I needed to end this quickly without hurting him.
I was about to pull away when a voice like thunder broke the moment.
“What the hell is this?”
1 jerked back from Thomas to find Kyle Branson standing on the path before us, his gray eyes dark with fury. He looked disheveled, his normally perfect appearance rumpled as if he’d been running his hands through his hair repeatedly. His eyes darted between Thomas and me, settling finally on Thomas with murderous intent.
“Kyle,” I began, my heart suddenly pounding, but before I could say more, Kyle lunged forward.
His fist connected with Thomas’s jaw with a sickening crack, sending him stumbling backward. Thomas lost his balance and fell, landing unceremoniously on the winter grass.
“Kyle!” I exclaimed, shock and anger flooding through me. “What are you doing?”
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