Chapter 597


    Anthony narrowed his eyes dangerously at the threat.


    As courageous as Anne was when she made the threat, she was equally terrified afterward.


    She could do anything for the sake of her children and no one could ignore her; not Bianca, and not even Anthony


    could deny her as their mother. No one could bully her children.


    She returned to the room and copsed beside her children, before holding their soft bodies close to her,


    whispering, "Mama will protect you from all harm..."


    In the middle of the night, Anthony went into the children''s room and saw Anne asleep with the triplets, their little


    legs sprawled across her legs with their heads on her arms.


    Anne, too, was deeply asleep, not aware that her top had lifted to reveal her stomach.


    Anthony walked closer to pull her trousers down until he saw the scar left from the C-section.


    He had never imagined that Anne would give birth to his children. Judging from the location of the scar,


    it was not hard for one to tell that the doctor who performed the procedure was not skilled.


    Anthony had asked the bodyguard to print the results for Anne''s background check that was more


    comprehensive than the onest time.


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    He found the details about her pregnancy.


    As Anne had exined before, she was allergic to the amniotic fluid and had rashes all over her body,


    including her face. Even so, she had endured it until her pregnancy was in full term before proceeding


    with the C-section.


    However, did that warrant Anthony’s sympathy?


    No. In his perspective, she deserved all the suffering for her stubbornness in insisting on not going to


    the Marwood family for help.


    Anne turned in her sleep dazedly and reached for her children, before snapping awake when she did


    not find her children and realizing that she was alone in bed.


    ''Wait,'' she thought, ''this is the wrong room. This isn''t the children''s room.


    When she eventually realized that she was in Anthony''s room, the bathroom door opened and Anthony


    stepped out of the shower with nothing but a towel around his waist, his muscles tensed in the most


    predatory manner.


    Her eyes darted away from her as she asked, "Why am I on your bed? Did you carry me here- Ugh!"


    Before she could finish her question, she was dragged over to the edge of the bed by the ankle.


    Unable to react, she jolted in shock and tensed in pain. "Umph..."


    Anthony stared her down like a hungry beast and with a hoarse voice, he said, "Don''t move."


    She flushed and panted. "Anthony Marwood, are you crazy?"


    "Found the courage to call me crazy, did you? What happened to being all obedient and carefulst


    night?" Anthony watched her intently.


    She gasped for air and scowled. "Anthony..."


    "What are you supposed to call me when you are begging for mercy?" He grabbed her by the jaw and asked.


    "... Master..." She uttered and her lips were instantly devoured.


    When the triplets woke up and did not find their mother, they hurried to Anthony’s door, kicking and knocking at it.


    "Papa, Mama is gone!"


    "Mama was gone when we woke up!"


    "Papa, open the door!"


    Anne heard them loud and clear, but did not dare to make any sound.