Chapter 30

I opened my mouth to say something but before that, my eyes fell on a woman walking out of the kitchen. I knitted my brows in confusion. She carried a tray full of breakfast to the nearest couch where a girl hardly of four or five years was sitting with a T.V. remote in her hands. She was watching some cartoons and once she saw the woman, she jumped off the couch and hugged her legs. "Yay, Mommy. I was so hungry." She squealed.

The woman smiled at her daughter and gave her the breakfast tray. After doing so, she bends down to pick a baby from the crib.

I swallowed a thick lump down my throat at the sight and my palms started sweating. My heart fell deep into the pits of my stomach. Is she Axel's wife? They are his kids?

Why I'm feeling this uneasiness in my chest? I should be happy for him, right? Then why this strange jealousy for that woman?

"No, Ayla. She's not my wife nor the children." He said as if he can read my brain.

"Then?" I a