Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 788

Chapter 788

After the initial surprise, Artemis gradually furrowed his brows. He didn't look closely earlier, but he realized presently that it was a mask.

Now that he took a closer look, he felt that it was hideous. Did she really intend to let him go out with such a sleazy-looking face?

No way! It would damage his overbearing CEO image too much. He was worried that once he stepped outside, people would chase him away with brooms. It was truly frustrating.

“Hey, Wifey, can we talk about this? How about changing to a slightly more normal-looking face?”

Bailey gave him a cold glance. There was a hint of danger flashing in her eyes. “What's the point of looking so handsome? Do you intend to go out to cause trouble for other girls? I'm telling you, I prepared this face especially for you. It's neat and efficient, and I won't have to worry about you attracting any women when you're out and about.”

The overbearing CEO cleared his throat and muttered, “I won't be attracting any women outside, but when you go out and take a walk, who knows how many men I'll have to deal with because of your beautiful face? Each one of them is difficult to handle. Your double standards are really unfair.”

Bailey stifled a laugh, snatched the mask from his hand, applied a bit of special ointment on it, and then stuck it onto his handsome face. Looking at the sleazy face before her, she gently furrowed her brows. It was indeed quite repulsive. Having to face such a face every day would surely affect her mood.

Seeing her frown, the overbearing CEO immediately guessed what was on her mind and quickly said, “Does it look particularly unappealing? Wifey, let's discuss it again and choose another one.”

Bailey nodded, reaching out and rummaging through the tray. At last, a mask with a fairly normal appearance was found, but it had a scar at the corner of the eye.

“Let's go with this one. If you're still unsatisfied, you don't have to leave Tarragon. Just stay here and hold down the fort.”

Artemis couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that his wife was determined not to let him appear normal in front of others. “Let's go with this one then.” A face with a scar was always better than a hideous one. It looked quite charming.

Bailey couldn't help it and burst out laughing. After stuffing the mask into his palm, she reached out and gently cradled his handsome face.

“It's so unfair! You thought you married a wife, but it turns out that she's an ancestor who needs to be worshiped daily. Do you regret this?” she asked.

Artemis raised his eyebrows and said with a light laugh, “Not only will I worship you every day, but I will also pamper you. I'll pamper you to death.”

Bailey glanced at him lightly, reached out to tear off the mask on his face, and said speechlessly, “Don't talk to me with that hideous face. It tarnishes the love between us.”

Artemis didn't say a word but began flirting with Bailey with his hands.

“This is a public place. Zeke, Holden, and Cameron can barge in at any moment,” Bailey said

helplessly.

Artemis slightly raised his head, gave her a wicked glance, and said with a faint smile, “I didn't plan on doing anything. Are you overthinking it?”

Before he could finish speaking, Bailey threw a punch at him and said, “Annoying.”

Artemis was captivated by her delicate voice. He stood up, picked her up, and strode out.

Bailey exclaimed in surprise and annoyance, “Didn't you say that you had no such plans? What is this all about?”

“I've changed my mind now. Let's see if you can escape.”

Bailey was speechless. Damn it!

...

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by the continuous rumble of thunder echoing through the air. Inside the sickroom. Micah glanced at the gloomy sky outside and said, “It's about to rain heavily. The weather is chilly now, and if we get caught in the rain, we might catch a cold.”

He continued, “Dawn's eyes haven't recovered yet, and if they come into contact with unclean water, her condition could worsen. She has been kneeling for a whole day and night, so you should hurry and bring her back.”

Shannon put down the thermos in her hand and then placed the glass of warm water she had just

poured on the bedside table. “Sip it with a straw, and don't get up. If you dare to disobey me, I won't bother about you anymore.” Having said that, she walked out.

Micah watched her retreating figure, and a faint smile couldn't help but form at the corner of his lips.

She was a woman with insincere words. Would she willingly stay and let him control her if she didn't care about him deep down?

Although she always had a stern expression, he was quite content.

After experiencing so much pain, he no longer expected her to show him a bright smile like an innocent young girl would.

As long as she stayed by his side, even if she treated him coldly every day, he was more than willing to endure it. After leaving the medical office, Shannon rode her electric scooter toward the Crocodile Pond.

In her heart, she didn't really dislike Dawn. She was just genuinely upset that the girl didn't know how to take care of herself.

Risking one's life for a performance. In her eyes that was the epitome of foolishness. A beast had no rationality to speak of.

Dawn was just lucky not to fall directly into the crocodile's mouth. If she was unlucky, there could be a crocodile nearby when she fell, and she wouldn't even have a chance to save herself, as she would have been bitten to death already.

Cycling through the training ground, Shannon finally arrived at the innermost crocodile pond. From a distance, she vaguely saw a small figure kneeling on the ground. It had been a full day and night, yet the girl's back remained perfectly straight.

Her entire body exuded an unwavering determination. Such stubbornness would surely lead to trouble one day. A rumble sounded.

As another flash of lightning illuminated the sky, the sound of raindrops echoed in the background. Shannon stepped on the accelerator, and the electric scooter charged straight to the edge of the pool.

Although she only had one arm, she could skillfully operate a tank, let alone a small electric motorcycle. After parking the motorcycle, she took an umbrella and walked over to the little girl.

“Have you realized your mistake?” The young girl slowly raised her head. One eye was covered with gauze, making it difficult to discern the emotions hidden within her gaze. In her other eye, an unyielding light sparkled brilliantly, shining like the brightest star in the night sky.

“I shouldn't joke about my own life. I should cherish it.”

Shannon raised her eyebrows and asked, “Have you had an epiphany? I don't think so. Tell me, who gave you a hint?”

“Mrs. Luther.” The young girl answered truthfully, and after a pause, she tried to make up for it. “I've realized it myself, too. If I don't cherish my own life, how can I expect others to love me?”

The corner of Shannon's lips curved into a light and shallow smile. “Get up. I'll take you home.”

The little girl didn't hesitate and struggled to stand up. Perhaps it was because she had been kneeling for too long, but as soon as she moved, her legs immediately began to tremble, as if they could give out at any moment. Shannon placed the umbrella in the girl's hand and then lifted her up with one arm.

“I don't need it. You can use it yourself. Just make sure not to let the injured eye come into contact with rain water, or else it might get inflamed and fester.”

The little girl obediently listened and held the umbrella over her head.

“Mother, I promise you. This is the first and last time. I will never mess around again.”

Shannon's smile widened. “Maybe you're right. Without his selfless protection, I would have never realized the depths of my own feelings. I'm choosing to take care of him now, regardless of whether we can reconcile in the future or not. I want to give it my all, so even if we can't be together in the end, I'll have no regrets.”