The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! - Chapter 464
Chapter 464: Aisle
Lola’s heart pounded as her eyes fluttered, almost blinded by the lights cast down on her. Even with the brightness obstructing her view of the rest of the people in the area, she could see glints of teeth—smiles—shining back at her.
“Miss Lola.”
She snapped her gaze forward, meeting the eyes of the maid approaching her with a flower. Standing beside her was a butler, also holding a single stem. Lola gulped, taking the flowers with trembling hands.
The first pair lowered their heads before stepping aside, replaced by another pair who approached her the same way. They offered flowers, congratulations… and once she accepted them, another older pair replaced them.
By the time her hands were full of flowers, her lips quivered, and the person standing before her now was Slater.
Slater, charming like an angel as ever, flashed her a smile. But unlike the earlier ones, he handed her a white flower.
“Sis,” he said, eyebrows rising as his smile stretched. “I’ll stop crying about your marriage from today onward—I promise.”
Lola let out an airy breath—almost a scoff—but her eyes reddened. She pressed her inner cheek between her teeth to stop herself from tearing up.
“I already know when,” he added, nearly breaking her resolve completely. Lola only clicked her tongue as she accepted the flower.
“Gosh,” she exhaled, watching him offer his arm. “Are you walking me down the aisle? You?”
He pouted. “Is that a bad thing?”
“…” She pressed her lips together, then slowly took his arm. “I don’t think so. No one’s gonna walk me, anyway.”
“You think?”
With his help, Lola finally managed to take a step. Earlier, she felt like cement had fixed her to the spot; she needed someone—anyone—to get her moving again. But just as she thought this was it, they stopped after they reached a certain point.
Her brows rose when Penny and Zoren suddenly jumped in front of her.
“Huh?”
Penny grinned from ear to ear while Zoren gave her a gentle smile. Together, they opened their hands toward Lola.
“I should’ve just walked you down the aisle,” Slater muttered, giving her a pout. “This is as far as I can take you, sis.”
“Don’t make it sound like it’s such a bad thing—move,” Penny bumped him aside, then grabbed Lola’s hand. “Sis, I’ll walk you.”
“Goodness—” Lola chuckled, sniffing hard even without tears falling. Before she could say anything else, she noticed Zoren still standing before her.
He had one arm bent toward her. “First Sister, allow me to walk you as well.”
“…” She stared at Penny, who was grinning mischievously. Turning back to Zoren, she nodded and took his arm.
With the couple, Lola walked another stretch. Eventually, they stopped, and she found Finn and Nina waiting for her next.
“What is this?” Lola laughed as she looked between them. “Did you guys not decide who will walk me down this aisle?”
“Unfortunately, everyone wants to walk with you until it was a full-blown debate,” Finn smiled, giving her a nod. “So, we decided everyone would.”
“I hope you don’t mind,” Nina chirped.
“Don’t worry, sis.” Penny quietly raised her hand toward her husband, and Zoren pulled something from his suit. Lola’s brows knitted.
She watched Penny unfold a veil, placing it on Lola’s bun with Nina’s help.
“Oh—” Lola bowed her head slightly, and once they finished, she lifted her gaze toward the two women.
Penny squeezed her hand. “It’s not yet finished… but welcome to the family, sis.”
Lola’s throat tightened. Tears thickened her vision. She didn’t even notice Finn and Nina beginning to walk her until they stopped, and Nina wrapped her in a gentle hug.
“Sis,” Nina whispered with a soft smile. “I’m really happy for you and First Brother. Welcome to the family. We’re really grateful to have you.”
She drew back and looked Lola in the eyes before Finn handed her a white handkerchief. Nina dabbed Lola’s cheeks delicately.
“Don’t cry yet,” she teased. “There are still more people waiting for their turns.”
They stepped aside, and Lola’s eyes fell on Kiara and Hugo next. The couple exchanged nods before turning their attention to her.
“Sis, I’m sorry about the chocolates.” Hugo, unlike earlier, sounded serious. “Please don’t tell First Brother I mentioned it.”
Kiara chuckled as she approached with a ribbon. She bent down slightly, tying it around the flowers in Lola’s hands.
“Winter,” she said, finishing a neat bow before straightening. “That’s our safe word.”
She paused, then grinned. “Say it if you want none of this to happen. I mean, it’s not even a surprise proposal—it’s a wedding. If you say it, this guy here will take you away, and I’ll be the getaway driver.”
“Right?” She turned to Hugo, giving him a light elbow against his side.
“Yes, darling.” Hugo nodded seriously, then addressed Lola. “Just say the word. I can fight my way out of my brother’s men. They wouldn’t stand a chance.”
Lola bit her lip, laughing through her tears. “Goodness, you two.” She wrapped her arms around them. “I’ll keep that in mind, but… I don’t think there’s a need for it.”
Laughing softly, Hugo and Kiara guided her to the next point.
She didn’t mind being passed from one family member to another. She didn’t mind the long walk. After all, she hadn’t seen Atlas yet, so she expected a few stops.
And she was right.
Waiting for her next was Atlas’s parents: Allison and Charles. Kiara and Hugo quietly stepped aside to make room, staying nearby as Lola approached the couple who had raised the man she loved.
“Oh, dear…” Allison whispered, lips quivering, before pulling Lola into a tight embrace. Lola instinctively placed a hand on her back, glancing at Charles.
Charles offered her a soft smile and a nod. “Are we allowed to walk you down this aisle, daughter?”
And somehow, that broke her.
The tears she had been fighting finally spilled. They streamed freely down her face. She couldn’t speak, knowing her voice would fail and she’d end up sobbing.
Allison gently pulled away and wiped Lola’s cheeks with her thumb.
“Let’s go?” she whispered, her own tears falling. “They’re waiting.”
“Ye—” Lola choked, gripping Allison’s arm and then turning to Charles. “Yes, Dad… Mom.”
With Allison and Charles on each side, they walked her toward the next arch. As she stepped through, the scene opened like a dream: chairs arranged beneath strings of soft lights, petals scattered along the aisle, and every guest rising to their feet.
At the far end, framed by the glow of the garden lights, stood Atlas with his children—waiting for her, smiling.