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Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

Roderic Penn

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

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*The first four chapters are character introductions.Feel free to continue reading or just skip to chapter five for the real story*

Go WooJin And Hwang InYoup

The students made their ways to the showers. The bustling of shower doors as they went in and out was pretty loud. Remarks were exchanged and friendly insults were made. The year had just begun and everyone is back from the Christmas break. They had arrived in the school yesterday and today were going to be formally welcomed back into the school, new classes would be allocated and any announcements would be made where necessary. Student council head Go WooJin would be addressing the entire school today. He woke up feeling very tired and extremely tired. He has privileges unlike other students of a private bathroom , kitchen and all the like .Things that other students shared he didn't have to share.His space was like a regular apartment and thus it could accomodate two separate bedrooms each with ensuite bathroom. However WooJin had not yet been given a roommate because the other rooms have not been so filled that a new student had to live with the student head. Plus studying and majoring in chemistry and physics is no joke. He would be so engaged in reading that he would forget to eat or ever sleep. However despite how much he strained himself it didn't affect him negatively in any way.He still managed to look perfect in every way possible, he didn't even develop eyebags.

However today he didn't feel at all in the mood to talk to any body. He got up from his bed and threw off his shirt on the floor and went to the bathroom half dressed. He opened the shower and just stood Inside.The water fell from his chestnut hair onto his entire body.He felt that his lower waist was unusually heavy.As he opened his eyes to check, that's when he realized he was still wearing pants and immediately he took them off and threw outside onto the floor. He sighed as the wet pants hit the wooden floor. He then reached out of the shower and grabbed the pants to wring them. He put all his energy into wringing them and realized that the shower water was falling onto the pants.

He sighed.

After the water had fell on him , he still felt tired . WooJin left the bathroom and went to the kitchen. He took out the milk and the cereal bowl. He poured in the milk and .. something was missing.He didn't brush his teeth,he went back to the bathroom and he slipped on the puddle he had made earlier by throwing the pants on the floor.He fell like a baby.. his back was the first thing to touch the floor.. As he laid there tears fell from his eyes almost as if they were waiting all along. He didn't make any sound whatsoever as he cried. He is not clumsy at all. It's just that.. He doesn't want to have to see him.. Coming to school was hard, studying and keeping a good grade is even hard but having to meet him everyday is probably the hardest thing WooJin has to do. For all the two years that WooJin has been here, seeing In Youp s foresaken face is the epitome of why WooJin gets panic attacks and becomes disoriented. Even though WooJin thought about In Youp through the break, he never once wanted to meet him. He doesn't fear him at all , it's more like he hates him but has no way of escaping him. WooJin can try to lie to himself and say that InYoup won't show up but the truth is whether or not InYoup showed up WooJin will still be restless. The tears fell and just then , WooJin heard a knock on the door. He pretended not to hear it and then the knock came again. It's obvious that WooJin is one of the most wanted bachelor in campus but these girls would have made deals with the devil if they try visiting him at his private time. He got up from the floor and went over to the sink to splash water on his teary face. After that he headed to the bedroom to put on some clothes, and that's when he went to the door. He took a deep breath in and faked a smile. He opened the door and found a student who had his back turned to the door.

The student turned around and it was just Han GiChan, the vice head of the student council.He smiled at WooJin who had his face as hair wet.

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