Super Mommy and Her Triplets

He lowered his eyes and was greeted with the ghastly sight of her blood-stained pants. His expression fell.

Despite not being a father, he knew what such profuse bleeding meant for a pregnant woman.

Holy shit!

It was highly likely that she'd lose the child in her stomach based on the amount of blood loss.

“Z-Zeke, my stomach hurts so bad.”

She'd subconsciously held on to Zeke's arm and called out to him.

Zeke was shaken to his core as he propped Bailey's upper half up and wound his arms around her tightly.

“W-What should I do? Am I allowed to move you, or will I end up causing more harm?”

He was unlike his usual implacable self and was as helpless as a child as he fumbled to position his hands correctly.

Bailey bit on her lip as another wave of excruciating pain shook her free from her woolly state.

“I-I'm afraid that I'll be losing the child. Zeke, I hate them so much. They deserve to be dead.”

Zeke's hawk-like eyes were misty.

He was a hulking man who always had his way with things and feared nothing, yet a bone-chilling trepidation overtook him then.

“D-Don't say such things. I'll find the best doctor in the world and make sure your baby is safe. I swear.”

Bailey let out a broken laugh as she croaked, “They drugged me. I was apoplectic when I discovered it. As such, my emotional turmoil must have affected the baby. I would never have escaped if I hadn't exhausted all my reserves to carry out hypnosis. Zeke, this child inside me is a lost cause. I'm Anonymous, the world-renowned miracle doctor. I know my body best. The infant has yet to be formed but is now nothing but blood. There's no way for us to save it.”

Zeke's face contorted in rage as he gritted his teeth. “Who did this to you? Who in the world was plotting against you?”

Bailey's eyes flashed with a harsh glint.

She had always been an open-minded individual who never bore a grudge despite Rhonda and Zoey's cruelties against her in the past.

Alas, she couldn't say the same now as she experienced the sheer agony of her child leaving her body prematurely.

Bailey wanted nothing more than to annihilate the three friends of the Jefferson family.

Death would be a mercy for them.

She would let them live and suffer the sin of engaging in an incestuous relationship. The rest of their lives would be nothing but eternal suffering as they're hounded by their guilty conscience.

“Clarence asked me out, and I carelessly fell into their trap. Rhonda attempted to place me in a compromising situation with him in a room to destroy my reputation.”

The astute Zeke caught on to what Bailey was hinting at.

He boiled with rage as understanding dawned upon him.

How dare they use such filthy and underhanded schemes against a pregnant woman?

Bailey might not be biologically related to the Jefferson family, but she'd lived under their roof for many years. How would they be so heartless by carrying out such atrocities?”

“How's the situation above?”

Bailey pursed her lips and steeled her gaze on Zeke as she bit out the words. “I hypnotized the father-daughter pair and fed them the aphrodisiac they'd intended for me. Do you think I'm vile for doing so?”

Zeke touched her pale face and murmured gently, “Of course not. An eye for an eye. They deserve it. I would have done the same if you hadn't. You're my sister, the respectable daughter of the Shurmer family. No one will ever lift a finger against you and walk away unscathed.”