“The billionaire saw his ex-girlfriend on the plane, next to her were two identical twin babies who looked exactly like him, making the billionaire speechless: Oh my god, it can’t be like that…
David, 38 years old, is a famous name in the American technology world. He is the founder of a billion-dollar startup corporation, with offices stretching from New York to California. His private life is almost closed, with only a few rare photos taken/stolen/by the newspaper.
People know he is rich, know he is good, but few know he has ever been in love. That day’s flight from Paris to New York was the last business trip before the holidays. David sat in business class, headphones in his ears, eyes half-closed. The plane had stabilized its altitude, the flight attendants started serving drinks, when he heard the sound of children giggling behind him. Not understanding why, he took off his headphones and turned to look.
She sat in the seat one row behind him. Sophia.
David was speechless in a few seconds. Sophia – his college sweetheart, the girl he once thought he would marry, had disappeared from his life after an evening of arguing 7 years ago. Not believing his eyes, he took another close look. She hadn’t aged much, just quieter, her hair was longer, and her eyes were no longer innocent. But what made him unable to take his eyes off her wasn’t her. It was the two boys sitting next to him…” “Two boys, about 5-6 years old, with thick black hair and bright, round eyes. They were laughing and fighting over a small toy plane.
Their faces… were unmistakable. They looked exactly like him. Every line, from the forehead, the bridge of the nose to the corners of the mouth when they smiled. David was stunned, feeling like the world around him had disappeared. The noise of the plane, the flight attendants offering drinks, all faded into nothingness. His heart was pounding violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. Was this real? Was he dreaming? Or was it some kind of cruel joke?
Images of Sophia from seven years ago suddenly came back. That fateful night, the argument, the anger, and then she left, no explanation, no news. He searched, but in vain. He thought his life had gone in two different directions forever. But now… these two children… Sophia turned her head slightly, as if she felt someone’s gaze. She looked straight at David. Her face showed a hint of shock, then quickly became cold and emotionless. She said nothing, just turned away, patting one of the two children who was crying because her toy had been taken away.
A few seconds passed like a millennium. David was still standing there, frozen. His reason screamed at him to sit down, ignore it, continue his life as a busy billionaire. But his heart and eyes wouldn’t allow it. Those two little creatures… they carried his blood? He couldn’t sit still. He couldn’t turn away and pretend he hadn’t seen anything. The past seven years were a big void. There was something he didn’t know, a terrifying truth that might have hidden. He needed to know. Immediately. The decision was made in a split second. There was no more hesitation or fear, only shock mixed with determination. David gripped the armrests of his seat, took a deep breath, and began to walk forward. Toward Sophia and the two children who bore his face.
Toward the truth that could turn his life upside down.” David reached for his seatbelt, his fingers fumbling and trembling slightly. His breathing was heavy, his chest heaving. He couldn’t sit there another second. Slowly, he braced himself against the armrests of his seat, struggling to stand. The spacious business class cabin suddenly felt cramped and oppressive.
Every step he took toward the back row felt like a thousand-pound weight. The plane floor seemed to sway beneath his feet. He felt as if every eye on the plane was on him, as if they all noticed the abnormality in the actions of this usually calm billionaire. His heart was still pounding, each beat felt like it was about to tear his chest apart. The distance was only a few meters, but why did it feel so far away? Finally, he stood there, not far from her row of seats. He saw Sophia still sitting there, her usual cold demeanor.
As for the two children, they were still playing around, laughing and talking, completely unaware of the storm of emotions swirling in the heart of the man standing behind them. That innocent, naive face… resembled him so much that it was heartbreaking. The truth he was about to face might be the most terrifying thing in his life. “He finally stopped, standing diagonally beside Sophia’s row of seats. His heart was still pounding, each beat as if it wanted to tear his chest apart. The innocent, carefree faces of the two children in front of him… were so similar to his that it was heartbreaking.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. Sophia seemed to sense someone standing nearby, she slightly raised her head. Her eyes accidentally met his. A moment of utter surprise flashed across her beautiful but tired face. Then, in just a split second, that surprise immediately vanished, replaced by a fleeting look of confusion, which was quickly covered by a layer of ice, cold and distant to the point of fear. She looked at him like she was looking at a stranger, even worse than a stranger.
David felt like a knife had been stabbed straight into his pussy
g chest. Seven years, had she changed so much? Or was this her true self, after all? His throat choked, dry. He tried to open his mouth, a soft, trembling sound came out, carrying all the surprise, pain, and fragile hope. “”Sophia…”” He softly called her name, his voice breaking. “”Sophia heard him call her name, her cold eyes wavered slightly. She didn’t answer, just stared at him, trying to maintain an expressionless face.
At the same time, the two boys who were engrossed in looking out the window, heard a slight noise from behind their mother, and turned their heads at the same time. Their big, clear, and curious eyes looked straight at him. They looked at David without any guard or fear, only childish surprise was evident on their chubby faces. That face… was surprisingly similar to his, as if he was looking at himself in two small mirrors.
The boy sat closer to the aisle, his jet-black hair soft, his head tilted to one side, his childish voice like a bell ringing in the quiet space of the business class cabin. “Mom,” the boy asked his mother, his eyes still fixed on David, “Who is this man?” The question, though innocent, echoed like a thunderclap in David’s ears.
He felt like an invisible knife had stabbed straight into his heart, both painful and heartbroken at the strangeness of his own child, and at the same time a suffocating ray of hope surged up in his heart. His heart ached in waves, his breathing became more difficult than ever. He could only stand there, numb, looking into the eyes waiting for an answer, eyes that were exactly like his own.”
He was frozen in place, looking into the eyes that were waiting for an answer, eyes that were exactly like his own. David’s throat was tight, unable to make a sound. He tried to take a deep breath, adjusting his disordered breathing, shifting his gaze from the boy’s innocent face to the other twin’s face that was looking at him curiously. Both faces were chubby, with noses, mouths… every line seemed to be molded from his own. There was no mistaking it.
David felt his head spinning. The past seven years, the dreams, the regrets, all were not as good as this fateful moment. His eyes were heavy with a mixture of horror and hope, finally stopping on Sophia’s still cold face.
She still maintained an expressionless face, but David saw an indescribable light flash through the depths of her eyes as he looked at his children. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, but David tried to suppress it all, keeping his appearance as calm as possible. He took a deep breath deep, the cold air went down his lungs, making him slightly collapse, but he immediately stood up straight. His voice was hoarse and broken, as if he had just walked through a dry desert.
“Here…” He pointed at the two children, his eyes not leaving Sophia, “These… are your children?”
He stood there, his back straight but inside was in turmoil, waiting for a confirmation, a denial. His heart was pounding in his chest, each beat carrying fear and a bit of crazy hope.
She was still standing there, facing him but her eyes seemed to pierce through him, looking into an indefinite space. Seven years apart, seven years without a single news, seemed to have turned her into an iceberg. The warmth, the gentleness that David once knew had completely disappeared, replaced by a terrifying coldness.
David felt her indifference, it was like a direct blow to his erratic chest. He waited for an answer, waited for an explanation, a denial… anything. But her silence was even more terrifying than the answer he feared most.
Then, she finally spoke. Her voice was even, without a trace of emotion, as if answering a random question from a stranger, not the man she once loved passionately. She didn’t even look him in the eye when she spoke.
“It has nothing to do with you.”
Every word she uttered was like sharp ice needles, stabbing straight into David’s heart. “It has nothing to do with you.”
That short sentence carried an absolute denial, a break more clear than any farewell seven years ago. It was not just an answer about the two children, it was a declaration that her life, what she had, had absolutely nothing to do with David anymore.
Sophia’s eyes were still determined, unwavering, but there was no warmth for him either. As if to affirm her determination, she gently turned around, her back to David.
That action was like a door slamming shut, cutting off all hope, all questions that were still about to come out of his throat. She seemed to want to say, everything between them was over, right here, right now.
David stood still, looking at her slender but cold back. His throat was dry, his heart felt like it was being squeezed. He wanted to hold on, wanted to ask more, wanted to demand a clearer explanation. But in front of the icy wall she built, every word was like vanished into thin air.
David froze for a moment, watching her back. The coldness, the
The decisiveness in her every action seemed to tear his heart apart. But then, looking at the two children still engrossed in playing with toys, he could no longer hold back.
The obvious truth was right before his eyes, he could not let the words “It has nothing to do with me” deny everything. He suddenly took a step forward, his voice choked with emotion and despair:
“Sophia!”
She did not turn around, still standing there like an ice statue.
“You… you can’t say that!”
David stepped closer, almost facing her back. His voice trembled, more urgent than ever. He raised his trembling hand and pointed at the two children sitting and playing not far away.
“Look, Sophia! Look at the children!”
Her silence made David even more frantic. He almost screamed, pain and indignation mixed together:
“The children… the children look exactly like me! The eyes, the nose, the mouth… just like me when I was little! You can’t deny that!”
Tears were about to well up in his eyes. He didn’t understand, why could she be so cruel, why could she hide this obvious truth for so many years?
“I need to know the truth, Sophia! I have the right to know! I have the right to know who is the father of your child!”
David’s face at this moment no longer had the cold, arrogant look of a tech billionaire, but only the despair, the brokenness of a man facing the possibility of losing his children.
He looked at her back, waiting, begging for an explanation, an admission. The pain was clearly visible on his face, every muscle seemed to be straining from the torment.
Sophia still stood there, not turning around, not saying a word. Her silence was like an invisible wall blocking everything.
David looked at that back, the pain and despair in him rising to the utmost. He reached out a trembling hand and gently touched her shoulder.
“Sophia, please…” His voice trailed off, becoming only a broken whisper. “Don’t be so silent… Tell me…”
The silence continued. Sophia tilted her head slightly, her cold eyes glanced at him through the corner of her eyes, then looked forward again. That glance, that resolute look of not wanting to get involved, was like a knife stabbing into David’s heart.
In the quiet business class, David’s emotional voice, though lowered, was enough to break the silence.
A few passengers sitting in nearby seats, who were reading, watching movies or sleeping, began to raise their heads. They glanced at David and Sophia, their eyes filled with curiosity and a bit of annoyance at being disturbed. A middle-aged man frowned and lowered his book. A young woman listening to music gently removed one of her headphones and tilted her head to listen.
Two flight attendants were walking down the aisle, checking the cabin, and also noticed the unusual tension. They glanced at each other. The professional look on their faces suddenly changed to concern.
They slowed down, discreetly observing David and Sophia, where the air seemed to thicken.
They realized that this was not a normal conversation between two passengers, but something tense, even potentially conflict, was going on.
They began to move closer, keeping enough distance to observe without attracting obvious attention, ready to intervene if necessary.
Sophia suddenly turned around. Her gaze, which was fixed on David, was no longer indifferent, but instead filled with anger and utter exhaustion. She looked at his desperate face, then her eyes quickly slid down to the two little boys clinging to her legs, their round eyes staring blankly at the strange man.
An instinctive protectiveness rose up within her. She immediately bent down, opened her arms to hug the two little children tightly, pulling them close to her as if to shield them from David’s gaze and the curiosity of the people around.
She looked straight into his eyes, lowering her voice so low that only David could hear, but each word carried weight and a cold warning.
“Please keep quiet!” Her voice was small but contained a suppressed anger. “This is not the time and place to make a fuss about this.”
She tightened her arms around the two children, her eyes not leaving David’s face. “Please go back to your place!”
David stood there, stunned. Her look of anger and despair, her grip on the two children as if he were a danger, all stabbed him straight in the heart. He could clearly see she wanted to protect them from him, from this tense scene.
The truth was more painful than any words. He looked at the two small faces buried in their mother’s chest, faces that were surprisingly similar to his, and his heart clenched.
The tension between them was more obvious than ever. The passengers watching began to whisper, their eyes flickering back and forth between David and Sophia.
The two flight attendants had moved closer, their expressions professional and worried, watching closely, ready to intervene if the situation escalated out of control.
The air in the normally quiet business class cabin seemed to thicken, tense as a bowstring.
David took a shaky breath, the air thick around him. His eyes were angry and desperate.
Sophia’s hope, every word she had said coldly just seconds ago was like an electric shock.
But it wasn’t just the current shock. That look, that tone, suddenly pulled him back.
To that fateful night seven years ago.
Saturday, a rainy night in New York.
He saw their old apartment again. The yellow lights. The sound of arguing. Sophia’s voice was broken by tears.
“You never understand me!” She shouted, disappointment filling her eyes. “Your career is everything! Do you know what I need?”
He, younger, more arrogant, only thought of projects, billion-dollar goals in Silicon Valley. He had said cruel words. Words that now, seven years later, still pierced his heart every time he remembered them.
He had said she was hindering his progress, that love wasn’t enough for his ambition.
The door slammed shut.
The sound still echoed. The door closed behind Sophia, taking with it all their hope, all their love.
That was the last time he saw her so close.
Now, in the quiet business class, the pain of that old night of separation suddenly rushed back, sharp as new.
It mingled strangely with the terrible shock of seeing the two children.
What were the two children the result of? After they broke up? Or… or before?
He couldn’t breathe. His heart was pounding like crazy, not from excitement or fear, but from the utter chaos of emotions. Bitter regret of the past, dizziness of the present, and a dull, indescribable pain as he watched Sophia hold the two children tightly, seemingly protecting them from himself.
He felt like he was sinking into a tangle of memories and cruel reality. The feeling of guilt weighed heavily.
If he hadn’t… if he had been different… would things have been different?
He stared at the two small faces nestled against his mother, so much like his, so much like a part of him he had never known.
One of the two boys, with soft hair and round eyes like marbles, looked up at him. Innocence was evident on his young face.
The boy looked at him for a moment, then turned slightly to tug on Sophia’s shirt. A clear voice, lost in the quiet business class space, rang out:
“Mom… this guy keeps looking at me… What’s wrong with him?”
David was stunned. His heart felt like it was being squeezed, both with the extreme pain of realizing the cruel truth he had missed, and with a strange warmth seeping through.
That voice… so pure it melted the thick layer of ice in his chest.
He stood there, dumbfounded, looking at the eyes that looked exactly like his own looking at him with complete innocence.
He felt small and guilty like never before. The world around him blurred, leaving only the image of Sophia and her two sons, the three of them silently facing him in mid-air.
Sophia immediately turned slightly, using a sharp gaze to look at David, as if to say: “Stay away from the children!”
But David’s fatherly instinct, which had just risen so strongly that it drowned out all the shock and pain, did not allow him to back down.
He ignored her warning gaze.
He gently bent down to the eye level of the two children who were sitting huddled in the chair. He tried very hard to smile, a forced, distorted smile.
His voice, which was full of authority when running the corporation, now became strangely gentle, slightly trembling.
“Hello, two children… Uncle… I am…”
He stopped. The word father was stuck in his throat, heavy as a ton of lead.
He looked straight into the two boys’ big, clear eyes, exactly like his own, and was speechless.
His entire career, his money, his reputation, all of it was meaningless in front of this moment.
He was just a man standing in front of his sons he had never met, and he didn’t know what to say.
He wanted to hug them, wanted to say “Daddy’s here!”, but he could only stand there, a forced smile still hanging on his lips.
The two boys looked at him strangely, curiously, without any fear, in complete contrast to the extreme tension that was engulfing Sophia.
Sophia squeezed the two children’s hands, her eyes filled with anger and vigilance as she looked at David. The air in the business class cabin seemed to thicken.
Sophia immediately reacted strongly. She quickly pulled the two children closer to her, using her body to shield them. Her gaze towards David was now not only cold but also contained anger and protection, like a mother tiger protecting her cubs from an enemy.
“Please go!” Her voice was firm and authoritative, completely different from her usual gentleness. “Don’t scare the children!”
The tension between the two attracted the attention of the passengers sitting nearby, and especially the flight attendants.
A young flight attendant, with a standard smile still trying to maintain on her lips, quickly walked closer to the business class seat where David was standing.
She gently bowed, turning her professional gaze towards David.
“Sir,” the flight attendant’s voice was soft but clear, enough to drown out the whispers around her. “Please keep order for the other passengers. If there is a problem, please resolve it after the plane lands.”
David’s gaze left Sophia and h
who the child, turned to look straight at the stewardess. His face showed a hint of discomfort at being interrupted, but he quickly regained his usual calm.
He knew his position well, and did not want to cause unnecessary trouble in a public place, especially on a long flight.
However, he was not ready to give up. He glanced at Sophia one more time, his eyes still filled with a demand for answers.
David’s eyes left the stewardess’s professional face, once again fixed on Sophia.
She was still sitting there, holding the two children tightly, her face pale but her eyes full of vigilance mixed with something indescribable – maybe fear, maybe challenge.
David took a deep breath, his chest tight with resentment.
He understood, at this moment, at an altitude of thousands of meters and under the supervision of the flight crew and the curious eyes of the other passengers, there was nothing more he could do.
Creating a scene would only make things worse.
He looked at Sophia one last time. That look was no longer just a demand for answers. It carried the immense pain of seeing her and the two children who looked exactly like him, the regret of the seven years of separation, and especially a silent vow: he would find out everything.
Nothing could stop him anymore.
David clenched his fists, his hands trembling slightly from the suppressed emotions. He turned around, not saying another word.
With each heavy step, he walked back down the aisle, returning to his seat in the row before.
His position, a lonely tech billionaire in the luxurious business class cabin, suddenly became more empty and cold than ever.
Sophia silently watched his retreating back, her breath caught in her chest. The two children huddled close to their mother, bewildered, not understanding what had just happened.
David dragged his heavy steps back to his seat. The business class cabin was still quiet, except for the hum of the air conditioner and the occasional sound of someone flipping through a book. He plopped down on the luxurious leather seat, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
He reached out to put on his noise-canceling headphones, but the familiar music didn’t reach his ears. David’s mind was like a slow-motion film, constantly replaying the image of Sophia – her tired face, her cold but deep eyes, and two small, immature faces, surprisingly similar to his.
Seven years. Seven years of separation. Seven years of him throwing himself into work, building his own empire from New York to California. He thought he had buried the past, forgotten his first love full of misfortune. But now, that past not only came back to life – it also brought with it two undeniable living proofs.
Those two little creatures… were his children.
That feeling was both strange and painful, and it also sparked a powerful instinct that he had never known before: the instinct of being a father.
The giant plane soared through the clouds, shortening the distance to New York, but for David, this flight suddenly became endless. Every second that passed was a new layer of emotions: shock, anger, regret, and a strong premonition about the future.
He knew that from this moment, David’s life – the 38-year-old technology billionaire – had taken a completely different direction.
No longer were it about billion-dollar contracts, acquisitions, or stressful meetings. Now, the focus of his life was on the two children. Sophia. The answer to the mystery that had been hidden for seven years.
He clenched the armrests of his chair, his eyes closed. The battle – or rather, the search for truth – had begun at this altitude.
New York, where he was about to set foot, would be the place where everything would be revealed.
Time passed.
David remained seated, unhurried as usual. The initial feeling of dizziness gradually subsided, giving way to a cold determination. He waited until most of the business class passengers had left, then stood up.
His steps were no longer heavy with shock, but carried a terrifying determination. He would find out. At all costs.
There was no doubt – Sophia had hidden him, and he would know why.
After all the storms, the secrets revealed, David and Sophia’s lives finally found a peaceful place to rest.
There was no revenge, no eternal confrontation – only understanding and healing.
The children, the sweet fruit of an unfinished love, become a bridge to heal all the wounds of the heart.
David learns how to be a father – not only through the material responsibility of a billionaire, but also through love and presence. He realizes that the greatest success lies not in the numbers on the stock market or billion-dollar projects, but in seeing the innocent smiles of his children every morning, and sharing the most ordinary moments with Sophia.
Sophia also finds peace after years of hiding secrets and facing difficulties alone. She understands that the present David is no longer the impulsive boy of the past, but a mature man – ready to take on responsibility and love his family.
The past
The grief was not forgotten, but it was no longer a burden on their shoulders. Instead, it became a lesson in faith, patience, and – most importantly – the power of love.
That small family, despite all the storms, finally found simple happiness – proof that, no matter how harsh life can be, love and forgiveness are always the paths to peace.
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