Reincarnated as a Fisherman and a Dad Chapter 157

  Fortunately, the amount of harvest was not affected, and they caught the usual amount. Despite being tired, they didn't rest. Once they hauled the abalones into the boat, the two checked each trap to catch lobsters, moving purely on habit and experience. They actually found the floaters easily now that the sun was up.

  They caught 22 lobsters before leaving for the day. They were two hours late today, but they also earned more, making the delay feel worthwhile.

  Today, they earned 69,000 pesos. Nice... Funny, because Maya and Karlos did that position last night, ahem, anyway.

  "I'm back," Karlos announced softly.

  Karlos opened the gate and found the twins playing in front of the house, running around.

  "Papa!" The twins greeted their father with warm hugs and wide smiles. They threw themselves at his legs without hesitation.

  "Let me put my belongings away first." Karlos chuckled, carefully carrying the containers to the shed.

  "Uncwe!" The twins also greeted Brandon, their childish voices mispronouncing the word.

  "Hey, kids." Brandon smiled at them.

  Although his crossed eyes were a bit confusing for the kids, they didn't know where Brandon was looking, but they giggled anyway.

  Brandon bid farewell after putting their equipment away. He had already received his money today, which was slightly bigger than usual, putting him in a good mood. He was still confused about why their long line had caught fish even though they didn't use bait. The thought kept bothering him. He decided to ask his father later.

  "Papa, Jowwybee!" Arabella went straight to the point, not bothering with pleasantries. She hugged Karlos's leg and showed her toothy grin, her sparkling eyes full of expectation, hoping he would agree.

  "We already went there last Sunday." Karlos patted her head, trying to reason with her.

  Just as he expected, the twins had become addicted to going to Jollybee. The mascot, playground, and restaurant had left a deep impression on them. Even I?igo was copying his sister's pitiful expression, trying to convince Karlos by mimicking her act.

  From their experience, Karlos was the easiest parent to persuade. His resolve always softened whenever they begged him, especially when they looked pitiful. Unlike their mother, who was stricter and made sure they wouldn't grow up spoiled. Tears might work for Maya, but she knew when to pamper or not.

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  "Kids, let's go inside. I baked leche flan." Maya opened the door and saw her husband and twins.

  "Yay!" They immediately forgot about Jollybee and ran inside with their small feet making pitter-patter sounds. Maya giggled before turning to her husband.

  "Even the kids think they can fool you. You should have said no on the spot," she said in a teasing tone.

  Karlos went inside and gave her a quick kiss.

  "Hm, change your clothes. I prepared some in the room, use them. Let me get your bag. I'll wash your lunchbox. I realized that you reheated the mutton last night, no wonder I couldn't find it this morning." She reached for his backpack, intending to help him.

  "I'll handle it." Karlos smiled and instinctively touched the bag. He walked to the room with his backpack, moving a little faster than usual.

  "..."

  Maya stared at the room for a few seconds, her smile slowly fading. For some reason, Karlos always protected his backpack from her, as if he were hiding something. It was a behavior she couldn't ignore.

  At first, she didn't think much about it, but Karlos kept guarding his bag, which made her curious and uneasy.

  '... Karlos, you're not hiding something bad from me, right? Did another woman try to seduce you?' Her thoughts started spiraling.

  She admitted that she was getting paranoid. She even imagined that Karlos was hiding underwear that his mistress had given him... As for why she thought of that specific scenario, Maya had recently watched a telenovela about a hidden affair.

  She was worried... If Karlos truly cheated on her, she would kill him and then kill herself. The thought was terrifying, yet sincere. She loved him so much that the idea of living in a world without him felt unbearable. So she would kill him, then kill herself next.

  As for the twins... they still had their uncle Joseph, who would take care of them once they were gone.

  Maya knew she was being paranoid, but she couldn't stop thinking about it.

  "He's not visiting the red-light district, right? But he's late today..."

  She questioned herself again.

  Her spiraling thoughts ended when her twins called her to serve them leche flan. Their innocent voices snapped her back to reality.

  "Alright, I'll feed you." She led the children to the table and forced a smile. At the same time, Karlos came out and gently kissed Maya from behind, wrapping his arms around her.

  "I prepared lunch for you. The kids and I already ate earlier," she said carefully.

  "Looks like the kids still want to eat more though." He looked at the twins, who were happily eating leche flan, a type of dessert. In some countries, it was called flan or caramel pudding.

  "Hm." Maya smiled, but it looked slightly strained.

  "Babe, are you okay?" Karlos sensed that something was wrong and cupped her face.

  "I-I'm okay. Just eat your lunch." Maya stuttered while avoiding his gaze.

  "Are you sure? Do you need rest? I'll take care of the kids and you can sleep." He was worried.

  "... Actually, I want to talk to you about something. Let's talk after you're done eating." She bit her lip and spoke seriously, gathering her courage.

  "I'll eat fast." Karlos suddenly felt nervous. His wife seemed to have something important to say.

  '... She's not pregnant, right? I mean, we did it unprotected last month and that's been troubling me for a while. I pulled out quite late because she leg-locked me...' Karlos thought.

  After finishing his meal, Maya talked to the twins and told them to yell or knock on the door if they needed something.

  "Mama and Papa are just going to talk in the room," she said.

  The twins had no problem with that and nodded. They had just finished eating leche flan and wanted to take a nap. Maya placed them on the sofa and let them rest.

  "... Babe, is there something wrong?" Once they were in the room, Karlos asked nervously. Having another child would be a blessing, but Karlos knew how difficult it was to take care of a baby.