Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies By Pink Dolphin

Chapter 842

Anthony’s tall figure approached, looking down at her. “How long are you going to lie down like this?”

“This is a place you hate. Why are you here?” Anne asked angrily.

Anthony sat down beside her, and his eyes fell on the urn on the coffee table.

“What do you want to eat?”

“I just want you to leave.” Anne did not want to see him.

Anthony got up, and instead of going out, he went to the kitchen, took out some food, and placed it next

to the urn.

He forcibly pulled Anne up.

“Go away!” Anne struggled.

Anthony pressed her against the backrest, approaching her coldly. “I want you to eat!”

Anne’s breathing was weak, as she had not eaten all day.

“Anthony, it was you who killed my mother. It was you! You always thought it was my mother who killed your mother. Now that she’s dead, you must be happy, aren’t you? Can you stop bothering me?” Her tears rolled down.

Anthony’s face tensed, and he said, “That’s impossible!” He sat down, took the bowl on the coffee table, and fed her himself.

Anthony’s tough attitude made Anne lose control of her anger. She slapped the bowl away from Anthony’s hand. “Go away!” She got up and left.

With a sullen face, Anthony stepped forward, pulled Anne, and pressed her against the handrail of the stairs. “Your mother was murdered. Don’t want to find out the murderer?”

Anne looked at him absent-mindedly. “I… just don’t want to see you here now. Is there anything wrong with that?”

Anthony was startled, and his black eyes stared at her fiercely, looking dangerous.

Anne stared back at him numbly.

Anthony breathed heavily and said, “Come here.”

and dragged her

Anthony brought out the food again

“Eat, I’m leaving.”

face,

to death? I won’t starve unless I don’t eat for

then.”

stay here if

force me? Why!” Anne exploded in anger. She stood up and swept all the food in front of her to the ground. “I don’t want to eat… Don’t you threaten me. Get out. I don’t want to see you! I

and

approaching directly behind her. A strong hand

went dark, and

caught her

the bed and took off

get a towel to

face was streaked with

she had slept for a long time because she had a long,

went back

her every once in

her aunt the

died, her aunt adopted her as her

of her aunt’s kindness

if she could

beautiful, but the pillow was wet when Anne

up and saw her mother’s urn on the

walked over, and held the urn gently in her arms.

emotionally unstable because of Dad’s death? I shouldn’t

in. Seeing Anne, who was crying while holding the urn, she felt uncomfortable. “Miss, I made breakfast. Why don’t you go down and have

energy to communicate

want you to be like this! Also, even if you don’t care about yourself, what about the three children? You

if she was

triplets would be very sad if they knew the grandmother who loved them so much had passed away. You have to protect

her face and said, “I will not rest until the murderer

can’t let that bad guy get away with it. Last night, Mr.

Anne was expressionless.

the breakfast,” she said and left the

was hoarse. “Mom, I