Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 115

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.”