Chapter 1159


    “Lilian even said that Bianca killed my father…” Anne’s eyes were blurry, but she tried to see past that


    and watch Anthony’s reaction.


    She wished that he could stand up for her and for her father.


    Anthony’s dark eyes were stunned at first, then he asked, “You did not make this up, did you?”


    Anne’s heart immediately sank.


    She felt that the bath water was no longer warm but icy cold, which was why she felt it so cold right into


    her bones.


    “You think that… I made this up?” Anne’s voice was hoarse. She lost control over her emotions. “Why


    would I make this up? I have been so traumatized, and will I have the heart to make this up? Lilian told


    me about it! You said you wanted to investigate this after you got hold of Lilian, now that she is dead, so


    we do not have evidence anymore. So, this can’t be solved, right?”


    Anthony did not say anything.


    Anne was utterly disappointed. She turned and wanted to leave.


    However, the hand on her waist tightened and grabbed her tiny waist.


    “Where are you going?”


    “I don’t think I can take a bath with someone who does not take the same stance as me.” Anne wanted to


    peel his hand away.


    “Don’t throw a tantrum.”


    Anne could not remove his hand and burst into tears. “She killed my father. It was. her! Why can’t you


    believe me? Because she is Bianca, and you like her, right? If you like her so much, why did you marry


    me?”


    “I don’t like her.” Anthony’s face sank, and he was flustered being questioned by Anne.


    Anne would not listen to him.


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    Anthony’s actions were already disappointing her.


    Her tears dropped one after another.


    Anthony’s fingernded under her eyes again, not budging. “Don’t cry, Lilian is dead,


    that is all.”


    In Anne’s teary eyes was Anthony’s blurry face. She could never understand this cold- blooded man.


    That was all? So that was what he meant by not liking her?


    If he did not like her, why was he always biased?


    Why did he hurt her over and over again?


    Anne was carried onto the bed after the bath. She was covered under the duvet, but her eyes were still


    glittering with tears.


    “Don’t cry anymore.” Anthony’s voice was deep.


    Anne did not respond, she did not cry either, and she did not say a word. She was like a soulless doll,


    and her eyes were nk.


    Why did she have to ask when she knew that Anthony was biased toward Bianca?


    Where had her confidencee from?


    Their rtionship was so tight that nothing could break them up.


    As for herself… She was Anthony’s wife, the mother of the kids, and the y toy that Anthony


    manipted.


    He was stubborn, obsessed, and possessive. All these were his invisible chains on her, strangling her so


    much that she felt suffocated.


    Mia was alone in the servant’s room and calling Bianca. She hushed her voice, “She survived, but her


    face was covered in injuries, not sure how serious they are. They are covered in bandages, and I could


    not see clearly.”


    “She is back again?” Bianca was so speechless at the fact that Anne was not dead.


    Was she not kidnapped by Lilian? Lilian was a professional. How could she let the vulnerable and


    defenseless Anne live?


    “You are right. How could she be so lucky? She was kidnapped but was rescued within hours.” Mia was


    disappointed too because she wanted to be Mrs. Marwood too!


    No matter what, she was closer to Mr. Marwood than Bianca was!


    “This only exined how powerful Anthony is. He is capable,” Bianca said.


    “However, if she got her face ruined, Mr. Marwood probably would not have his eyes for her anymore,”


    Mia said.


    “Then, you should send me her photo by then. I want to see it,” Bianca said.


    Bianca hung up and went downstairs. She stood outside the door, wanting to see what was going on


    inside.


    She did not expect Lilian to be still alive. Since Anne was alive, where was Lilian?


    Bianca was now alone without help. If Lilian could help her in secret, she would have one more hand.


    She did not see Lilian in a long time.


    Anne did not go to the office these few days. She sat in the garden and looked at the triplets who were


    ying afar, sometimes zoning out.


    Her attitude toward Anthony was colder now.


    More urately, she no longer had any expectations of him.


    She sat on her throne of Mrs. Marwood, feeling dried up.


    She heard some footsteps. It was Kathryn, holding a first aid box in her hand.


    “Dr. Brown.” Anne saw her.


    “I am here to change your medicine. You did not get any water in them, did you?”


    “No, I did not.”‘


    The triplets saw Kathryn, and they panicked a little. It was a normal reaction of kids seeing doctors.


    However, they still braved themselves and got near their mother.


    They pulled one of their mother’s fingers and said, “Mama, don’t fret!”


    Anne was not afraid. She was just wary of scaring the kids. After all, the wounds on her face were


    horrifying.


    “There’s no big deal. Go on and y. It will be quick,” Anne said to the kids and looked to her maid.


    The maid then came by and said, “Come on, let’s not disturb the doctor here.”


    The triplets looked at their mother warily.


    “It is really fine. Mama will be done in a minute, don’t worry.” Anne was wearing a smile on her face as


    she said.


    Kathryn only started after the three kids left. She took off the bandage on Anne’s face, revealing her long


    and deep wound.


    “Hmm, you are recovering well, but it still cannot be contacted with water,” Kathryn said.


    “I know.”


    Mia, who was standing nearby, immediately came by when she knew that Kathryn was there to change


    the medicine.


    However, as soon as she saw the slit on Anne’s face, she let out a cry.


    She took out her phone that she had hidden earlier, and then snapped a photo of it


    and sent it to Bianca.


    Bianca was at the shooting scene when she saw Anne’s photo. She first opened her mouth wide in


    shock, then immediatelyughed like a maniac.


    People around her thought that she was having a spasm.


    Bianca ced two fingers on the screen, and zoomed into the photo, then shifted left and right to take a


    good look.


    It was such a long and deep cut. It was hideous!


    Last time, when she had a small injury on her face, she had to run a few trips to the Aesthetic Clinic to


    get it fixed.


    However, that was nothingpared to what Anne was having now!


    If this was not considered disfigured, she did not know what would be! Which man would not get turned


    off by this? She was already counting the days before Anthony would abandon Anne!


    She was in such a good mood today!


    “It’s my treat today for afternoon tea!” Bianca said to the crew.


    “Thank you, Ms. Faye!”


    Kathryn was helping her to apply the medicine when Anne asked, “Did you purposelye here while


    Anthony was away?”


    Kathryn’s hands paused for a brief moment. Then she continued applying the medicine; her silence was


    her confession.


    “I guess there is no cure for my face?” Anne asked.


    “…Only if you do a skin graft,” Kathryn knew that Anne saw thising when she heard her asking, and


    she continued, “The wound is too long and too deep, but don’t you worry, a skin graft can be done well


    too.”


    Anne knew there would always be a mark even if she did a skin graft. How would it be possible for her to


    go back to how she previously looked? She would already be grateful enough if she did not look


    terrifying.


    “Next time, let’s change the medicine when Anthony is around,” Anne said.