You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 474 John Was Jealous

The reporter felt a wave of embarrassment take over her. She reluctantly withdrew her trembling hand that held the microphone.

Vicente turned to another camera and smiled. "My wife and babies are safe. The two boys are still in the incubators because they were born prematurely. That's all you need to know. Don't try to find out what my children look like, or...

Just be careful what you report." Vicente smiled politely again. The warning was made very apparent though.

Vicente proudly left with her head held high. As soon as she entered the elevator, she leaned against the wall, clenching her fist against her lips and chuckled.

Noah looked at Vicente curiously. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Vicente burst into laughter. "Nina is right. We have to be tough, put ourselves first, and stop trying to accommodate others."

Noah was confused and asked, "Are you talking about how you dealt with that reporter? So you weren't like this before?"

Vicente sighed. "No, I weren't."

Noah was a little stunned. "I thought you were always like this."

Hearing this, Vicente was speechless.

The elevator went up more than ten floors with Vicente not saying a single word to Noah, ignoring him all the way up. It was not until the elevator doors opened that she explained, "Since I want to hold this position, I need to build a nearly perfect image in front of everyone to gain their support. Sometimes I feel like I'm a schizophrenic patient."

Everyone had unspeakable difficulties. During the past half month, Noah took note of how depressed Vicente was and how much mental tension she was battling with. Especially at night, Noah just needed to make a slight move and it was enough to wake Vicente up.

However, she always seemed to have endless energy when she spoke to him.

"By the way, it's getting dark. You can't catch your flight now. What are you going to do?" Vicente stopped and looked at Noah. "How about getting a ticket for tomorrow?"

Noah walked past Vicente and said, "Let's wait until Nini wakes up."

"Okay." Vicente turned around and followed Noah.

At the door of the ward, the two of them looked through the glass and saw that John was holding Nina's hand, staring at her worriedly. They didn't want to intrude so they waited outside for a moment. Suddenly, Vicente's phone rang. She took it and saw that Anne was calling her.

"Mom..."

"Vicente, why didn't you tell us that my daughter was giving birth?"

Vicente was so anxious that she forgot about it. She said guiltily, "The operation just finished, and I was about to contact you."

"Why didn't you tell us sooner? You should have informed us as soon as possible." Anne was furious. "How is she now? Were the reports right? Is Nina all right? How about the babies?"

Vicente answered cautiously, "The doctor said that Nina would only wake up later."

"So she is still unconscious?" The cold voice of Anne was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. "We're at the hospital. Bye."

She hung up a second later.

Vicente took her phone away from her ear and happened to see today's news-"Princess Nina has given birth to twins. Mother and children are safe."

The media seemed to obey Vicente's orders. They wrote a good headline without misreporting anything.

Noah caught a glimpse of the news and asked, "Are Nini's parents coming?"

"They just arrived at the gate of the hospital. They are probably in the elevator by now." Vicente clicked the photo album on her phone. When she went to see the children just now, she took a photo through the glass while no one was watching.

She zoomed in, but in all honesty, the only thing that could be seen in the blurry picture was the vague outline of the babies

Noah asked, "Should I avoid them?"

"It doesn't matter. They knew that you have been here for more than half a month. You and Nina are good friends, and they are okay with that." Vicente suddenly raised her eyes and looked at the man sitting beside the bed. She panicked and shouted, "John!"

With a loud bang, Vicente pushed the door open.

"John, Nina's parents are here. You'd better leave as soon as possible!" Vicente hurried towards him.

Knowing the magnitude of the situation, John reluctantly released Nina's hand, put it into the warm quilt, bent down and kissed her on the forehead.

He took out a black mask from his pocket and put it on. Just two steps later, he was stopped by Noah. "It's too late."

Bruce and Anne had hurried over, followed by the slender figure of Leon.

"How did they get here so quickly?" Vicente was a little flustered. She pushed John aside and warned, "Don't make any noise. Don't move either. Try to be as invisible as possible." Hearing this, John frowned and wondered whether Vicente was an enemy or a friend.

"My dear daughter, how is my dear daughter?" Bruce's voice sounded as he rushed into the room.

The couple raced towards the bedside, not even noticing John.

At first, Leon didn't notice John either. Driven by curiosity, John turned his head to look at his parents-in-law. That was enough for Leon to catch, figuring out that it was John. "You..." Leon was shocked and seemed to stop in his tracks.

When John turned his head,

the two of them locked eyes with each other. Leon widened his eyes and questioned in his head, 'Didn't I say that you have to listen to me? I told you to wait for permission.' John could only give Leon an apologetic look.

'What's the point of apologizing?'

Leon gritted his teeth. He had been punished for the past few days in the castle, and he couldn't get in touch with the outside world. He didn't expect John to come wandering around before he could sort anything out.

Leon didn't mind if his previous efforts had been wasted, but if his parents found out about John, they'd kill him.

Leon rubbed his forehead to ease the stress.

"How is my sister? Has she woken up yet?" Standing by the bed, Leon looked at his sister's pale face worriedly.

"Why hasn't she woken up yet?" asked Bruce anxiously.

"Is there some other injury aside from her head?" Anne was much calmer than the two of them.

Vicente stepped forward and explained, "The doctor said that she only hurt her forehead and there are no other serious injuries to any other part of her body. She will wake up later."

"That's good." Anne felt a little relief set in. She pulled a chair and sat down.

As soon as she took a seat, she saw two strange faces. She noticed Noah first.

"Noah? You're Nina's friend, aren't you?"

"Good afternoon," Noah greeted politely.

Bruce gave him a sideways glance, appreciating his noble and strong exterior.

He was rich but low-key. Bruce remembered Nina talking about him quite a lot.

"You are my dear daughter's senior, Noah. I heard from Vicente that you were supposed to be going back today. Did you get delayed because of Nina? Are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter. I won't leave until Nini wakes up safe and sound." For some reason, Noah felt a little nervous and could only don an awkward smile.

When John heard the kind tone of his parents-in-law towards Noah, a sense of jealousy befell him.

He stood up straight, slightly lowered his eyes, still trying to go unnoticed. This wasn't enough to escape the cold gaze that was being shot at him.

It was a spitting resemblance of the eyes Nina had when she was on guard.

Needless to say, it was from his mother-in-law.

"Who is he?" Anne took a look at Vicente and then continued to stare at John.

She had a feeling that something was going on.0000