
No Heir? I Got His Twins
Jennifer Lawrence · Ongoing · 406.9k Words
Introduction
"Oh yeah? Who exactly?"
"Someone who can actually keep up!"
My husband's jaw ticked. That night, he proved exactly how much stamina he had—and I could barely walk the next morning.
Three years of marriage. Three years of negative pregnancy tests. Desperate times called for desperate measures—so I pushed every button he had, hoping to finally conceive.
One reckless night of passion later, I thought we'd finally made progress.
Instead, divorce papers slammed into my hands.
"Anyone could mother my child," he said coldly. "Literally anyone but you."
Six years later, I returned from overseas—CEO of a medical empire, renowned archaeologist, certified gemologist, and secret heiress to the nation's wealthiest family. Oh, and I brought along my adorable twin geniuses.
My multiple identities? Mind. Blown.
Meanwhile, my ex-husband's dirty secret hit tabloids: He's firing blanks. Always has been.
Just as I'm about to marry my charming new fiancé (who actually appreciates me), my ex corners me in a hotel suite. His eyes bloodshot, voice cracking:
"You're the only one—the ONLY one—who can be my children's mother. My love. Please..."
Too bad, buddy. You snooze, you lose.
💎 Revenge. Rebirth. Twin Chaos. And one groveling ex who's about to learn what he lost. 💎
Chapter 1
After three years of marriage, Candice Elikin was exposed as a fake heiress.
Her mother-in-law demanded a divorce, insisting the marriage contract be returned to the real daughter of the Elikin family.
Panicked, Candice turned to her husband, Brandon Obelon, searching his face for reassurance.
His reply was icy and detached.
“It makes no difference to me who I marry.”
Heartbroken, she signed the divorce agreement.
Those words shattered the last fragile hope in her heart.
With trembling hands and hollow eyes, she signed the divorce papers.
One week later, more than a dozen helicopters descended before her, stirring the wind into a frenzy. Three young men from the most powerful families stepped out, their eyes shining with emotion.
They exclaimed excitedly, "You're our sister! After twenty years, we've finally found you!"
At dawn, after an overwhelming night of passion, Candice felt as though she had died and returned to life.
Early morning, after an intensely passionate encounter, Candice felt like she'd briefly died and come back to life.
Her body was limp with exhaustion, skin damp with sweat, breaths uneven and fragile. Yet she still clung to Brandon’s lean waist, unwilling to let go.
He was about to rise from the bed to shower when he paused.
Tilting her chin upward, his voice dropped low and rough. “What? Not satisfied?”
“Of course not,” she murmured teasingly. “You’ve completely spoiled me. But if you really are having problems, you should see a doctor soon. Don’t ignore your health…”
Before she could finish, he silenced her with a fierce kiss.
Brandon had never been a man of restraint. Now provoked, his dominance surged forward—swift, relentless, overwhelming.
“Candice,” he growled, “today I’ll show you exactly how capable I am.”
She met his intensity without hesitation.
She knew he preferred women who responded with passion.
Though he did not love her, in these fleeting moments of intimacy he gave her the illusion of being cherished.
But Candice didn't mind.
After two years of marriage, she still believed she could warm his heart.
She dreamed of having children with him!
With that thought, her arms tightened around his broad shoulders.
By the time their passion finally subsided, the afternoon sun was already fading toward evening.
Brandon had proven—beyond any doubt—that there was nothing wrong with him.
If anything, the opposite was true.
After showering, he dressed with his usual precision: crisp shirt, tailored slacks.
His tall frame made simple clothes perfectly outline his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs. His features were strikingly handsome, as if the creator had shown special favoritism in crafting them.
His deep-set eyes, slightly upturned at the corners, carried both mystery and heat, while his entire presence radiated effortless authority
As he fastened the final button of his shirt, a sudden phone call shattered the quiet.
He answered with one hand.
Whatever he heard caused a flicker of surprise to cross his face.
Seconds later, he ended the call and turned his piercing gaze toward Candice.
She was nearly unconscious from exhaustion, yet forced her heavy eyelids open.
“What is it?” she asked weakly. “Who called?”
“My mother,” he said flatly. “She says you’re the Elikin family’s fake heiress. That you’re not related to Xander. And that the real daughter has been found.”
Candice’s heart clenched violently, clearing the fog from her mind in an instant.
A month earlier, her father, Vesper Elikin, had undergone medical tests that revealed incompatible blood types.
Within days, the Elikin family launched a nationwide search.
Half a month ago, they found their biological daughter.
At the welcome banquet held in her honor, the girl had fallen into the swimming pool — and immediately accused Candice of pushing her.
The Elikin family was furious. Public condemnation followed swiftly, branding Candice an attempted murderer.
As the fake heiress, she was expelled without mercy.
Brandon had been away for two months on business and knew nothing of it.
Candice had planned to tell him herself.
She never imagined Brielle Dixon would reveal it first.
Candice nodded slowly, gripping the bedsheet.
“Yes. It’s true. What did your mother say?”
His tone remained indifferent. “She believes the marriage alliance was between the Obelon and Elikin families. Now that the real heiress has returned, the contract should be restored to its rightful owner.”
The meaning was unmistakable.
She should relinquish her husband to another woman.
Candice’s face paled.
No one had foreseen the mistake of her identity.
She and Brandon had shared two years of marriage — a reality that could not simply be erased.
Could something like that truly be “returned”?
Yet more than Brielle’s stance, what mattered was Brandon’s.
"What about you? What do you think?"
Her fingers tightened as she searched his expression with quiet hope.
She believed that after two years of marriage, she had been the perfect full-time wife.
She had personally taken care of all his daily needs!
Her attentiveness to him had been meticulous and complete.
She thought that even if Brandon didn't love her yet, he must at least like her somewhat.
But his next response was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, leaving her frozen to the core.
“I haven’t thought much about it. It’s only a marriage contract. Whoever it’s with is irrelevant to me.I have a flight tonight. I need to leave.”
He picked up his jacket and walked out without waiting for her response.
When the door closed, the silence suffocated her.
At the same time, her chest ached as though pierced by something sharp.
Her mind kept replaying Brandon's final words.
Anyone would do for him?
Of course.
To Brandon, marriage was nothing more than an optional accessory.
Everything had just been her own delusion!
Only in this moment did Candice truly see how cold-hearted Brandon was.
She could spend a lifetime trying — and still never reach his heart.
An hour later, Brielle arrived with divorce papers.
She flung them at Candice’s face.
“Two years of marriage and not even a child! And now we learn you’re a fake heiress.
I always said you didn’t look like someone born into wealth. With your background and your vicious heart, how could you ever deserve Brandon? Sign and leave immediately!”
Emotionally hollow, Candice stared at the papers in silence.
After a long moment, she asked hoarsely,
“Is this Brandon’s decision… or yours?”
Brielle answered self-righteously, "It's my wish and his wish! How could someone like you marry into our Obelon family?Once you’re gone, Brandon will marry Vesper next month. She is the true daughter-in-law our family deserves.”
Pain stabbed through Candice’s chest.
Was Brandon that eager?
He hadn't even boarded his flight yet, but had already sent divorce papers.
Fighting back tears, she opened the document.
The clause stating she would leave with nothing made her chest tighten further.
These days, even housekeepers get paid.
Yet after two years as Brandon’s wife, she would walk away penniless.
Candice found it laughable.
Brielle, fearing Candice might make demands, sneered, "What else are you unhappy about? If not for the mistaken identity, could you have enjoyed two years as the wife of a wealthy heir, free from any worries about food or clothing? Let me tell you, be grateful for what you have and don't dream of getting anything more! Sign quickly, or I'll have someone force you."
Candice felt something lodged in her throat, but ultimately didn't insist on anything further. She raised her hand and signed the divorce papers.
She thought Brielle would finally be satisfied.
But the woman wasn't finished. She continued to press aggressively, “Return the wedding ring immediately,” Brielle demanded. “That blue diamond is worth millions of dollars. , a custom design by a master jeweler. You are not worthy of it. The necklace set as well. Return everything
Candice’s voice turned cold.
“They’re in the safe. I never wore them.”
Except for her wedding day, she had never even touched them.
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