You Must Not Betray Me

“Varya! Come to me at once and take them away from me!” “Have you gone mad? I have a conference! In another country! I’m late for my flight!” The husband—whom my mom just brought the children to at the office—screams like a victim.
“I know your conferences! Ulyana with a third bust size. And in addition to her, Michelle with a fourth! Take care of the children, Tokarev! Now I have to somehow arrange my life, since you already organized yours!”
After slamming the phone down, I blocked it and let out a sharp breath. It was a terrible decision—to bring decade-old twin girls to my husband’s workplace when he was heading to an important conference. But he simply left me no choice. Only this way I’ll teach him one simple thing… You can’t betray me.