Billionaire's Secret Twins and Rebellious Wife-Chapter 574: Chun, I’m Sorry! Mom is sorry for you!

Her heart was racing, yet she suppressed her emotions, trying her best to stay calm.

But how could she possibly calm down?

Mo Chuxi smiled lightly, his lips curving upward as he gazed earnestly into Yan Xinxin’s tear-filled, beautiful eyes, and finally nodded.

"Xixi is our little angel we lost five years ago, Chun."

Hearing this definitive response, spoken slowly from his elegant, thin lips, the tears brimming in Yan Xinxin’s eyes instantly spilled over.

She wanted to say something, but not a single word came out. Her white teeth bit down tightly on her lip as silent tears streamed down her face. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Xixi is Chun... How could this be? How could something like this happen?"

She struggled to believe it, yet the overwhelming joy of regaining something once lost surged into her chest. This feeling—she didn’t know how to describe it.

Yan Xinxin wiped her tears with one swift motion, abruptly stood up, and without even caring to dry the water and bubbles on her body, grabbed a bathrobe and threw it over herself.

She didn’t even bother putting on shoes, rushing out in a hurry.

Worried that Yan Xinxin might get too emotional and suffer heart complications or trigger a psychological problem, Mo Chuxi immediately stood up as well, casually grabbing a towel to drape over his body.

The night had not yet deepened.

But the two little ones were already fast asleep.

Yan Xinxin burst through the door, her excitement palpable as her eyes darted to locate little Chenxi’s bed. Seeing the little one sleeping peacefully under the moonlight, her tears became uncontrollable, streaming down endlessly.

She was afraid of waking her little one but couldn’t resist wanting to pick her up, to call out to her and say, "Mommy’s back!"

But in the end, Yan Xinxin held herself back.

Instead, as she walked to the bedside, she dropped heavily to her knees with a loud "thud."

"Chun, I’m sorry! Mommy is so sorry!"

Yan Xinxin was consumed with guilt.

Mo Chuxi stood at the doorway. Seeing this, his heart ached, and he quickly stepped forward, approaching Yan Xinxin’s side.

"Xinxin, get up."

"I won’t get up."

Yan Xinxin sobbed uncontrollably, still kneeling on the floor.

"I’m an irresponsible mother. When others told me my baby had died, I didn’t even doubt it for a second. I didn’t think to investigate. If only I had been a little more careful back then, Chun wouldn’t have been separated from me for so many years. She wouldn’t have become an orphan..."

The tears dripping from Yan Xinxin’s eyes, laden with guilt and pain, soaked the little one’s small hands, which were clutching a stuffed pig as she slept.

"Chun..."

Yan Xinxin reached out and gently held little Chenxi’s soft, tender hand.

That slight touch, that moment of holding her hand, filled her with a sense of fulfillment and responsibility.

The moonlight quietly, tenderly illuminated the little one’s adorable, rosy sleeping face. That pure and innocent face blurred Yan Xinxin’s vision even more.

"Chun, Mommy is truly sorry. I promise you, from now on, I will take good care of you, love you. You will have a complete family—a dad, a mom, and a brother. You are our little treasure, our little princess."

Yan Xinxin leaned down, her trembling lips wet with tears, gently pressing a kiss to her forehead.

"Chun, Mommy loves you. I hope you can forgive Mommy for neglecting you all those years ago."

Her voice broke as she choked back tears, her throat tightening and aching. Yet, she forced herself to suppress her overwhelming emotions, afraid of waking her precious little one and scaring her.

Mo Chuxi stood by and listened, his heart seemingly wracked with countless invisible pangs.

"Xinxin, stop blaming yourself. The one at fault isn’t you."

Mo Chuxi crouched down to comfort her. Just as he spoke, the little one stirred, her sleepy, drowsy eyes slowly opening...