Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 693 Cut It Out

A shrewd heir such as her is precisely what I need! Perhaps one can only grow up after having experienced pain.

“Yes, that's what I want from you. Don't be so hasty in making up your mind. Listen to what I've got to say first. As

far as I know, Zeke's fiancée miscarried. Besides, the baby she was pregnant with wasn't his child. That signifies

their marriage will fall through, and you might stand a chance in winning him over.”

Even after listening to her father's words, Juliana remained unmoved inwardly.

If one were to ask about her reason for becoming so calm and composed, it was probably her horror when the

tendons in Huntley's arms and legs were severed because of her.

Realization dawned upon her that there was someone far more worthy of her protection in this world.

Although she did not love Huntley, she wanted to protect him well as a friend.

And in that ruthless family, there was only one way to protect someone—to make herself stronger perpetually.

“The matter of whether he'll be marrying his fiancée has nothing to do with me. I can tell you with all certainty,

Father, that I'll never have delusions about him anymore. He'll no longer exist to me, nor will I have any further

entanglements with him. If you don't believe me, I can swear it on my deceased mother.”

Hearing that, Raymond waved a hand. “I trust you, so don't bother. I can't simply watch and do nothing as the

family is ruined in your Uncle Philip's hands. Since you've already seen the light and aren't obsessed about an

outsider anymore, I don't mind giving you a hand.”

In response, Juliana chuckled softly. “Let's plot in secret. Don't let Uncle Philip and the others notice anything,

numbing them first so that they'd lower their guards. Then, when the time is right, propel me to become the head

of the family.”

Raymond nodded in agreement. “Indeed, plan and plot slowly. It's good that you understand this principle. Take

good care of Huntley these few days. There's still hope for his hands and legs. The person who severed his tendons

back then didn't go as far as damaging them, merely severing them. Your master's medical skills are superb, so she

can probably help to reattach them for him.”

“Thank you, Dad.”

Meanwhile, Artemis reclined against the head of the bed with Bailey snuggled in his arms in a hospital room at the

medical base.

“Your embrace is still the warmest of all, Artemis. While I gained support in Zeke's arms, I couldn't find any sense of

belonging.”

Lowering his head, Artemis kissed her on the forehead. After a moment of silence, he murmured an apology.

Bailey flashed him a grin. “You're smart, throwing a tantrum so that I'd be forced to coax you. Initially, I planned to

question you for having a roll in the hay with Yvette. But—”

Without waiting for her to finish her utterance, Artemis hastily interjected, “Nothing happened between us. The

truth is, she only dared to cut the video to that segment because I was going to kill her when Holden barged in.”

At that, Bailey arched a brow. “I know. You don't need to explain things to me.”

Having said that, she reached out and rested her hand against his shirt, her fingers falling on one of the buttons.

Artemis' gaze abruptly darkened a shade. He shot out a hand and grabbed her fingers, chiding in a hoarse voice,

“Cut it out, Bay.”

Bailey blinked, a gleam of craftiness glinting in her eyes. “You've got to prove to me that I'm the only one allowed to

touch you.”

Upon hearing that, Artemis heaved a sigh in resignation.

Despite knowing that indulging her was tantamount to torturing himself, he still dropped his hold on her fingers

slowly.

After all, there was nothing he could do other than cooperate when it came to something she wanted to do.

Bailey's long and slender fingers brushed across where his heart was, her movements lingering and gentle.

Verily, she missed him.

She desired him greatly, pining over the feeling of him loving her to the marrow.

“I want you, Artemis.”

In a flash, Artemis' pupils constricted, and his gaze flickered.

He grasped her hand once more, pleading hoarsely, “I promise never to again ignore you again, Bailey. If you're

mad at me, you can punish me another way. This is too much. It'll kill me.”

God knows how much I want her! But considering her current condition, I don't dare have any thoughts of getting

intimate with her!

He was indeed domineering with her, but it was only when she was in perfect health.

Right then, however, she might shatter with the slightest touch. Thus, he really dared not dream of doing anything

to her.

Bailey giggled softly. Stretching out her other arm, she hooked it around his neck before burying her head in his

body and playing with him like a fiddle.

Artemis released his hold on her hand, allowing her free rein.

He stared up at the ceiling above through narrowed eyes, a bitter smile showing in them.

Ah, never mind! She can do anything as she wants, for nothing else matters as long as she's happy.

Clocking his tenseness, Bailey retracted the hand around his neck and thumped him on the shoulder.

“What are you worried about? It's been more than a month since my miscarriage. I've long since recovered, merely

a touch weak. It's okay.”

The veins on Artemis' forehead throbbed, and his mouth went dry even as his trembling increased in intensity.

Reaching out, Bailey snagged the remote at the side before locking the door of the hospital room.

“Just answer this—do you want to love me?”

“Yes...”

“Another question—are you going to agree to all my demands?”

“Yes.”

“Are you still going to resist, then?”

“No.”

At once, Bailey's lips curved into a triumphant smile. Yes, I've got him!

She was incredibly gratified with his attitude at present, feeling that he should be giving way to her and obeying her

unconditionally.

The temperature in the room gradually rose as they loved each other in their respective ways.

In another hospital room, Veikko was injured during the battle when they dismantled Yvette's forces.

A bullet grazed his heart, and he barely survived.

As such, he had remained in the hospital room for the past few days.

Click!

Out of the blue, the door of the hospital room was pushed open.

The female assassin walked in and remarked with a tilt of her head, “Veikko, Ms. Caridee is coming up. She's

probably here to visit you.”

A slight frown marred Veikko's countenance. Sure enough, it's difficult to deal with this wealthy heiress. I've already

made things more than clear to her, yet she still hasn't given up!

“Sit by my bed and feed me some fruits.”

The female assassin was stunned for a moment before understanding dawned upon her. She hurriedly went over to

the side of the bed and sat down. Picking up the plate of fruits on the table, she took a piece with a fork and

brought it to his mouth.

“You've got to explain things to Ms. Jefferson, Veikko. Ms. Caridee is her sister-in-law, after all. I'll be the one in

trouble if I pick on Ms. Caridee too much and she complains to Ms. Jefferson.”

“I will.”

Right after he had said that, the door was again pushed open, and Caridee stepped in from outside.

The instant she entered the room, she was greeted by the sight of a seductive woman wiping the corner of Veikko's

mouth with a napkin.

While Veikko was usually indifferent, there was an unprecedented smile on his handsome face then.

Caridee lowered her head in a panic, tears escaping her eyes.

Placing the fruits in her hands on the shelf, she started with a soft chuckle, “I heard that you're injured. These fruits

are airlifted from abroad by Luther Group. I brought you some.”

Nonetheless, Veikko remained silent.

Instead, the female assassin by the bed replied smilingly, “Thank you, Ms. Caridee. I thank you on behalf of Veikko.

If there's nothing else, you may leave now. Please see yourself out.”

Pursing her lips, Caridee said nothing for a while before asking Veikko, “Can you have her step out momentarily? I

have a few questions for you.”