Ch. 111..115: Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies Chapter 111-115

Chapter 111 Anne could not bring herself to enjoy it and it felt as though she was stuck in her own world, unable to fit in.

‘Did Anthony bring me here just to watch them drink? He doesn‘t seem like the kind of guy who would do something this unnecessary.‘ She thought.

Lucas, on the other hand, was his usual self, well–mannered, casual yet charismatic.

“Why aren‘t you drinking?” Anthony turned to stare at her. His eyes were the darkest shade of black, which sent chills down her spine. She looked away and whispered, “Can I go home? I‘m not interested in this kind of scene.” She preferred to remain by her mother‘s side. “There‘s no rush. The fun is about to begin.”

She twisted in fear. Before she could ask what he meant by that, the door to the private room was opened and the bodyguard walked in. He bowed respectfully and said, “Mr. Marwood, they are all here.” “Okay.” Anthony shot the bodyguard a knowing look, and the bodyguard immediately exited the room.

Feeling increasingly anxious, Anne thought to herself, ‘Everyone‘s not here yet? Who else is coming? Does this have anything to do with me?‘

All she could think of was ways this could end badly for her. She looked up and accidentally met Lucas‘ eyes.

She shot him an apologetic look.

If it was not for her, Lucas would not have been involved with this, not to mention being involved in her lies about the children.

The door flew open once again and when Anne turned to look, she immediately froze. “Seeing anyone you know?” Anthony asked. Anne‘s body started trembling uncontrollably. How could she not? Before her were the man who had humiliated her in the past, Mr. Pat, Lennon and Mr. Moore.

“What...what are you trying to do?” She stuttered.

Anthony narrowed his eyes viciously. “To make them pay for what they did, of course.”

“Please spare me, Mr. Marwood!”

Mr. Moore fell to his knees and Mr. Pat followed, Lennon was the only one who did not seem to be aware of the situation. He was not accustomed to the elite society and did not know true power when he saw it. Anthony‘s ferocious glare scanned past Lennon, and soon all strength was drained from I annon‘s legs and he dropped to his knees as well.

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“Which hand did you use?” Anthony asked.

The three men shivered like leaves as they glanced at Anne, before reaching one of their arms out,

Mr. Pat had touched Anne on the leg, and Lennon had slapped Anne on the face, before grabbing her wrist earlier that day. Mr. Moore‘s situation was worse because he had touched far more than her wrist.

None of them were foolish enough to think that this was merely a confrontation, it was about revenge. “Mr. Marwood, we...we didn‘t mean to. It..it was...” Mr. Pat said. “It‘s...” Mr. Moore shivered. None of them dared to say that they had acted on Anthony‘s order. Lennon remained silent because he did not take orders from anyone. He had merely fallen into someone else‘s trap and was unfortunate enough to be brought here for punishment. “Did I tell you to touch her?” Anthony questioned darkly. Both Mr. Pat and Mr. Moore fell into silence. Indeed, Anthony had not told them to touch her, but they had thought that it was hinted. “We won‘t do it again, Mr. Marwood! Please spare me!” Mr. Pat wailed.

Anthony shot his bodyguard a look and the bodyguard immediately darted forward with a dagger and stabbed Lennon on the arm without hesitation.

“Ughhh!” Lennon‘s scream echoed throughout the room.

Everyone inside the room had seen plenty of things in their lives before, but were still taken by shock by the gory scene before them.

Chapter 112 None of them could keep drinking and were all unsure if they should set their glasses down when they realized that this was all for show to warn them.

Lucas was comparatively calmer than the rest, he did not give much of a reaction apart from frowning in disgust.

Unable to stand it any longer, Anne shouted, “That‘s enough!”

She had thought that this was yet another plan he had to humiliate her, but she had never imagined to see something so violent and she could not take it.

Anthony‘s expression remained cold. “No need to ask for mercy for them. Carry on!”

Wailing rose and fell and Mr. Moore fell onto the ground holding his mostly severed palm, while Mr. Pat had a dagger buried deep into his hand, pinning him down to the floor.

The screams inside the room sounded as though they were coming from a slaughterhouse.

The floor was soon tainted in crimson and the bodyguards dragged the men outside once they were done.

The scent of blood filled the air and not even alcohol could overpower it.

Anne paled. His fingers found her chin once again and forced her to turn around to meet with devilish eyes.

“This is what happens to people who touch you.” He narrowed his eyes dangerously. “No one but me. There‘s no exception. Anyone who does it will be my enemy.”

This warning was meant for Lucas and Anne knew it by heart. ‘Who does he think he is? What makes him think that I‘m his? I didn‘t consent to this! She thought.

She pulled away from his hand and got up. “Do whatever you want. I am going home.”

She turned and ran away from the bar. She ran all the way outside to the road, gasping for fresh air.

Frustration, resentment and sorrow attacked her all at once, bringing tears in her eyes.

When she caught a taxi, she got in and hurried back to her mother‘s apartment.

When she arrived home, the urn was still sitting on the table safely.

She fell onto the ground helplessly in tears.

Her mother was gone, and she did not even get to bring her children home that night. Her heart twisted in pain, she did not know if she could survive this.

Luckily, Anthony did not appear again later that night. The next morning, Anne discontinued the rental contract with her apartment and moved into Cheyenne‘s apartment to save money. Without Cheyenne‘s help, she would certainly encounter difficulties in taking care of the

children, but she could not leave them at school every day. At noon, she went to the school and picked the children up. “Where is Grandma? Mama, why isn‘t Grandma here?” Charlie‘s eyes darted around.

Anne froze.

“Hey. Mama, what is that?” Chloe pointed at the black box on the cabinet curiously. “That wasn‘t there before,” Chris added.

The triplets were sensitive to the change.

Anne walked over and stared dazedly at the urn. “This...is Grandma.”

The three turned to look at Anne, seemingly confused by what she had said. She crouched and touched their cheeks, not intending to hide the truth from them. “When Grandma was on her way back home, she accidentally fell into the river and...now she‘s gone.” She choked on her voice as she tried not to sob.

“Grandma is gone...” Chloe broke down in tears.

Both Chris and Charlie started sobbing as well. Her tears scrolled down her cheeks as she wrapped her arms around them. “I am still here. Don‘t cry. It will get better soon...” Chloe looked up and helped to wipe the tears off Anne‘s face. “Don‘t cry, Mama!”

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Chapter 113 “Grandma said Mama is having a hard time. We will take care of Mama!” “We are grown– ups now! We are strong!” Chris said.

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Anne wanted to smile, but her tears just kept falling. “Yes. You are all grown–ups now. Mama is happy as long as I have you by my side...we will find Grandma a place to sleep after a few days.”

“Okay...” The three held onto Anne, refusing to let go.

She wrapped her arms around them, sobbing. She seemed to have had a mother only to lose her, in the end, it was her with her three children against the world again.

There was food in the fridge and Anne started cooking for the children while they played. While frying the eggs, she turned to check on Anthony‘s location and found that he was located in the Archduke Group.

She bit on her lip thoughtfully. Back when her mother was still alive, Anthony would not come into the apartment with her mother there, but it was obvious that he would no longer need to restrain himself from now on.

What worried her most was the existence of her three children. If he saw the children, everything would be over in an instant, which was why she had to be careful and make sure that all the children‘s belongings were out of sight.

Anne did not know how long she could manage to take care of the children on her own, and leaving Luton seemed to be the only feasible option. If she could not leave the country, perhaps she could hide in another city. Hubert was a big country so she didn‘t actually have to exit the country to be safe.

According to tradition, Anne left Cheyenne‘s ashes inside the apartment for three days, before settling the urn in the graveyard.

Her triplets each presented a white lily. Charlie held back his tears and said, “Don‘t worry, Grandma, we will take care of Mama!” “We won‘t let anyone bully Mama!‘ “We will come to visit often!” Anne felt both touched and bitter as she listened to her children while staring at her mother‘s photo.

‘Mom, we really weren‘t meant to spend much time together! I thought I‘ve finally gotten you back, and now you are gone. It all happened so fast. If there‘s a next life, I hope you are reborn into a good family. Find a husband that loves you, give birth to children that treat you well and enjoy the rest of your life. I promise that I will find the person who murdered you!‘

They remained in the graveyard for an hour and Anne kept checking on her phone.

On the way back, Chris asked, “Do you need to go to work? If that‘s the case, we can go to the school. You can leave. We will be fine.“. “No, it‘s okay,” she said. She had just lost her mother and it made sense that she was not at

work. Anthony seemed to have allowed her absence as well. “But you keep checking your phone!” Chloe said. Coming to a realization, Anne patted her on the head. “It‘s nothing. I was just checking the

time.”

“Oh. Checking how much time we can spend with Grandma!” Charlie said. Anne did not explain, because she did not know how to tell them that she was avoiding their father.

There were times when she wondered if what she was doing was fair to the children when their father was living in the same city as them. However, she could not imagine the outcome if Anthony found out about the children and that was what terrified her most. She fell into a cycle of endless self–blame and worry, not knowing which path to take ahead of her. She took the children home and finally felt less like she was a thief sneaking around.

Chapter 114 She tip–toed along the way, worried that someone else would see them. “What do you want to eat tonight? Mama will make you anything!” Anne said. “I want ice–cream!” Charlie chirped.

“Me too!” Chris and Chloe agreed in unison..

She smiled with resignation. “I mean dinner. Dinner, not dessert.”

“Ice–cream can be dinner,” Chloe said.

Anne did not agree no matter how much she wanted her children to indulge.

Just then, her phone rang. She patted them on the heads and said, “Go play. I need to answer a phone call...hello?”

“Anne, it‘s me. I‘m okay now. They have no proof that I‘ve committed murder. Just because they found Cheyenne‘s phone inside my car, doesn‘t mean I killed her! What a joke! Let’s come out for dinner

tonight, Anne.”

“I‘ve just come back from the graveyard after burying my mom. I‘m not in the mood for food today. Maybe next time.”

“I know. I want to just say I‘m sorry for your loss. Maybe it‘s just fate. I am only asking you out because I don‘t want you to be too upset.”

In truth, Sarah was overjoyed apart from the fact that she was under lock–up in the police station. She had not expected for her nemesis to die without her doing anything at all.

‘I guess Cheyenne is meant to die, after all,‘ she thought to herself.

“Let‘s just hang out next time, Auntie,” Anne said.

“Okay...don‘t be too upset. I will be worried.”

“I know.”

Anne was devastated still, but relieved after the call that her aunt did not kill Cheyenne.

‘But if it wasn‘t Auntie, it has to be someone else. Who would it be?‘ She thought.

At night, she was preparing the potato inside the kitchen when she heard knocking on the door.

She froze and her heart raced as though she was sensing some sort of danger. Anne immediately took her phone out and her heart sank when she saw where Anthony was located. The triplets heard the knock on the door as well, and Charlie immediately went to open the door. Anne stopped him before he could run out of the living room and shushed them as she dragged the children into the room. “The guy outside is a bad guy, so you need to hide in this room and not let him see you, okay? “She whispered anxiously. “Why?”

“He is a bad guy?”

“Mama should hide with us!”

Affected by her tone, the three lowered their volume as well worriedly.

“It‘s okay. It‘s going to be fine as long as you stay inside the room! Nothing will happen as long as he doesn‘t find you. Remember, do not come out. I will make him go away!” She stressed, before leaving and closing the door behind her.

She swept the toys and children books underneath the couch and took a few deep breaths before opening the front door. The towering figure standing outside the door instantly made it hard for her to breath. His face remained dangerously expressionless. “Do you like making me wait?” “I was cooking. I didn‘t hear you...” “And why do you hear me now?” He strode inside the apartment.

Anne tried her best to look calm. “I‘m just checking. I didn‘t expect to find you there. I thought I misheard.”

Anthony glanced at the kitchen and found the stove on and the potato on the cutting board.

As she had claimed, she was cooking. Anne glanced at the closed bedroom door, her heart threatening to jump out of her throat. When he turned around, all expressions faded from her face and she lowered her head under his stare.

Chapter 115 “Carry on,” he said,

She stilled and asked, “you are eating here?”

“You have a problem?” He narrowed his eyes dangerously, ‘Of course, I have a problem with it!‘ She thought, ‘ll he stays here, are my kids supposed to just stay inside the room the entire time? I can manage 11, but will the kids run outside at some point. If they ran into Anthony, I would die from a heart attack!‘

“What‘s wrong?” He studied her intently.

Anne glanced outside the balcony. “I don‘t really feel like cooking, that much food. If you want to eat something, there are plenty of ligli class restaurants you can choose from out there.”

He sneered and took her chin, before forcing her to meet his eyes. “Looks like you don‘t really want to cook for me. If that‘s the case, I guess I will satisfy my hunger with you instead.”

“Wh–what?” She gaped.

Without giving her any time to think, she was slammed and pinned against the bedroom door, “...” The triplets inside stood hand in hand inside, terrified..

“Open the door,” Anthony commanded.

She grabbed onto the doorknob and insisted, “No way! You can‘t go in...” “Why not?” “I don‘t want to...seriously, you can‘t do this, Anthony. If you want food, I‘ll cook. Let me go!” She struggled to get away, but she was helpless in front of his overpowering strength and simply ended up panting before she

could move him. “Save your strength for later!” Losing his patience, he grabbed onto her hand and turned the doorknob.

“Don‘t!” She could not stop him and could only watch as the door was opened, before she was shoved inside.

She was absolutely terrified, but froze as soon as she was inside the room.

‘Where are the kids?‘ She thought to herself.

Anthony left the door open and shoved Anne onto the bed.‘

“Ah!” She lay sprawled across the bed dazedly and gasped when he leaned closer. She placed her hands on his chest to keep him away and shouted, “Wait! I have something to say?” “Hm?” He narrowed his eyes dangerously. “What do you want to eat? I‘ll go make it. Anything you want...” Anne could not let this happen. If it was any other time, she could force herself to white knuckle through his assault, but not at the time. Her children were still inside the room, probably hidden somewhere. If Anthony forced himself on her, the children would see or hear everything

Anne could not bear to imagine that. “Stop being so appalling.” He held her head and pinned it in place. “Please don‘t...umph!” Before she could finish, her lips were sealed.

The triplets remained hidden underneath the bed as they listened to the noises above them curiously.

‘What are they doing?‘ They thought, ‘What do we do? Should we go help Mama? But Mama said we can‘t show our faces...‘

Anthony placed his hand on Anne‘s slim waist and the rough sensation of his palm startled her.

She could not let her children see her like this.

Slowly running out of breath, she broke down in tears.

Shocked, Anthony moved back and studied the now sobbing Anne darkly. His expression darkened at her reluctance toward his touch and the blood on the corner of his mouth gave him the impression of a blood–thirsty demon.

“I‘m hungry. Let‘s go outside and eat...” Despite the fact that he had stopped, her tears kept scrolling down her cheek as she gasped for air. When he refused to step away, she shoved him aside and hurried out of bed to leave the room.

Anthony glanced down at his awkward state with a dark look and thought to himself, ‘Damn that woman. Look at what she did to me, and all she can think of is food!‘

He got up and left.

Hearing the door closing, the triplets gave each other a look before crawling out of the bed like small kittens. By the time they were outside the room, their mother and the ‘bad guy‘ were already gone. Charlie ran toward the balcony and leaned against the fence; Chloe and Chris mirrored his motion and the three saw someone stepping out of the building. Their eyes lit up when they saw their mother, and noticed a man walking behind Anne.

“He‘s just a guy. Not a monster,” Chloe said.

Anthony happened to turn his face and Charlie shouted in excitement, “I know that person!”

“I don‘t,” Chris said.

“I saw him in the elevator before. He looks just like me!” Charlie said.

Chris came to a realization. “So he looks like me, too?” “Yeah!” Charlie nodded. “Why would he look like you?” Curious, Chloe stared at the back of the man but could no longer see his face. “Hey, he is

dragging Mama into the car! Where are they going?” The car took off, and the three returned to the living room and sat down face–to–face. “We are waiting for Mama to come home, right?” Charlie asked.

“But what if she doesn‘t come back today?” Chloe asked.

“We will go to rescue her!” Chris puffed his cheeks angrily. “Big Brother, I‘m hungry,” Chloe muttered. Charlie got up and went to look into one of the drawers, before handing her a piece of bread.” Eat this!” “Okay...” She accepted the bread reluctantly. Inside the car, Anne was devastated and worried about the children who were left behind on their own. They should not have any issue taking care of themselves, seeing how they were capable of secretly returning to Luton from overseas. But again, she was still worried of all the potential ways they could be in danger.

She had often seen on the news that children accidentally bump into hot water pots or fall down the balcony

Horrified at her own thoughts, she leaned against the car door with her eyes close and her face pale.

Anthony‘s eagle–like eyes locked onto her. “What are you playing at?”

She opened her eyes slightly to stare out the window, knowing that he would still suspect her of pretending to be asleep even if she was dead. “If it‘s not for you, my mom wouldn‘t be in that accident. You should take the responsibility.” “And how do you propose I do that?” He sneered, “By letting you go?” Exposed, she remained quiet.

“I thought that you‘ve already accepted your current situation,” he said coldly, “give up and your life will be easier.”