Chapter 41

John shivered.

Seeing Henry's dark expression, he knew Henry was seriously pissed off.

John hunched his shoulders, not daring to push Henry any further, and quickly had the food taken away.

After dealing with the food, John saw Zoey walk in, carrying two adorable kids who looked about three years old.

Noticing how much the kids looked like Zoey, John was stunned.

"John, you're here," Zoey greeted him cheerfully.

But John's face didn't look too good.

Snapping out of it, John hesitantly asked, "Miss Spencer, are these cute kids your relatives?"

Zoey shook her head. "They're my sons."

"Your sons?" John's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"Yeah, I'm heading upstairs. It's cold outside, and my boys aren't dressed warmly enough. I don't want them catching a cold."

The kids were born premature, at less than eight months. Though they look healthy now, in the year right after they were born, Zoey really went through a lot for them.

John was so shocked he couldn't say a word, just watching Zoey take the kids into the apartment.

"Mom, who was that man just now?" In the elevator, Travis looked up, his big eyes full of curiosity.

"He's the assistant of the guy who left the restaurant. That guy's name is Henry," Zoey explained to Travis.

Gabriel, with his little arms crossed, said in a knowing tone, "No wonder he was so shocked. He probably didn't expect his boss's crush to have kids, right?"

Zoey was speechless for a moment, then couldn't help but tap Gabriel's head lightly. "Don't talk nonsense. I have nothing to do with that guy."

Gabriel looked at Zoey skeptically. "Mom, I'm almost three. You can't treat me like a typical toddler. Do I look that easy to fool?"

Zoey's head started to ache. "Stop overthinking. I have no relationship with that guy."

Gabriel looked at Zoey's expression, exchanged a glance with Travis, and the two kids silently agreed to drop the subject.

The elevator reached the top floor, and Zoey opened the door. Claire came out, brushing her teeth, and mumbled, "Back so soon."

With just one sentence, she was stunned. She rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

She thought, 'Am I dreaming, or are Travis and Gabriel really here?'

"Claire, we're here!" Travis ran over with open arms and hugged one of her legs.

Gabriel, not as enthusiastic as Travis, still looked at Claire warmly. "Claire."

Claire was so surprised she swallowed her toothpaste, choking and coughing.

"Travis, Gabriel, how did you get here?" she asked.

Travis proudly put his hands on his hips. "Manuel brought us. At first, he didn't want to, but I cried so hard he had no choice but to take us on the plane. Claire, wasn't I awesome?"

Claire's mouth twitched, and she gave Travis a thumbs up. "Totally awesome."

"Alright, you guys must be tired after the long flight. Go take a bath and get some sleep. Claire, I left breakfast on the table for you."

After giving them a bath, Zoey changed them into pajamas, and put them to bed.

As soon as their heads hit the pillows, they were out like a light.

Zoey tucked them in and then left the bedroom.

Claire had already finished breakfast. Seeing Zoey come out, she immediately asked, "Did Mr. Windsor see them?"

Zoey nodded. "We were halfway through our meal when Manuel brought them in. They saw me through the glass."

Claire asked anxiously, "And then?"

"Then Mr. Windsor left. He'll probably move out in a couple of days," Zoey shrugged slightly, a self-deprecating smile on her lips.

Claire sighed heavily, her voice tinged with disappointment. "I didn't expect Mr. Windsor to be just an ordinary person; I thought he wouldn't mind."

Zoey took it in stride, saying, "This is just human nature; it has nothing to do with being ordinary or not."

Glancing at the time on her phone, Zoey got up from her chair. "I have to go to the set. Can you watch them for me today?"

Claire nodded. "No problem, just leave them to me."

Zoey wasn't very reassured, but it wasn't possible to find a nanny immediately.

Zoey left the house with some concern. Looking at the tightly closed door across the hall, her beautiful eyes darkened slightly. After pressing her lips together, she controlled the urge to ring the doorbell and went straight into the elevator.

Arriving at the set, Zoey immersed herself in work.

Before she knew it, it was already noon. She was about to call Claire to ask if her sons had woken up when a staff member from the set approached her. "Ms. Cavendish, there's a man outside looking for you."

Zoey was puzzled. "Did he say who he is?"

The staff member shook his head. "I forgot to ask, but he looks quite handsome."

Could it be Manuel? Did he find some issues with the information about Arthur's company?

Zoey got up and went outside, only to see Alexander.

Her face immediately darkened. "Alexander, how dare you come looking for me again?"

Alexander sneered at Zoey. "What, do you dare to hit me on the set? Zoey, if you want to continue working here, I suggest you return the shares you took from me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zoey gave a cold smile. He thought she would be afraid of her reputation being damaged on the set, which was why he deliberately confronted her here.

This move was indeed vicious.

Zoey silently looked at Alexander for a moment, then suddenly screamed loudly. "You stalker! Not only have you followed me to my home, but you've even tailed me to the set. What exactly do you want?"