Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 841

Artemis and Bailey shared an intimate moment together in the cabin.

Afterward, Artemis was in high spirits, but the poor Bailey was so worn out that she couldn't even stand straight. “Artemis, you lied to me. You promised to visit me every day to make me happy. However, I'm not happy at all right now. On the contrary, I feel terrible, as if I've been run over by a truck.”

Artemis was already dressed neatly, standing by the bed. He glanced at her, leaned over, and kissed her forehead. “If you're tired, take a nap. I'll keep watch.”

A tremendous commotion came from outside. Bailey grabbed Artemis' wrist and glanced at his watch. Three hours have already passed. This man is a jerk. How could he ask me for sex at least three times a day? His sex drive is so high, making me unbearably miserable.

“I've made up my mind. I'm going to custom-make a medicine for you that can lower your sex drive. This is just too exhausting for me,” she said.

Artemis reached out and pinched her cheek playfully before teasing her with a smile, “There are so many men in this world who are unable to keep their wives happy in the bedroom. You should feel content with what you have right now.”

Bailey was rendered speechless.

“Alright, enough fooling around. If you want to come with me, get up quickly. Sofie has already started her attack. We must keep our eyes on the battlefield at all times. In order to completely dismantle her power, we must capture all her people. Today, we will guard the foot of the mountain. We must kill all the escapees,” he said.

Meanwhile, in the ward at the infirmary at the Tarragon Headquarters, Micah struggled to sit up.

He had been lying in bed for more than half a month without even turning over once.

Although had been enjoying his days with Shannon serving him, he felt troubled because of the situation Tarragon was in.

Before he could sit up, a sudden force on his shoulder pushed him back down.

“Make another move, and I'll grab an iron rod to give you a good beating, sending you back to the state you were in before you were healed,” Shannon warned.

Nan Xiao sighed helplessly in response. “I'm worried that your brother won't be able to handle it alone.”

“There's no need for a good-for-nothing like you to make things worse.”


Shannon had been mean with her words, but Micah had probably gotten used to it.

Nothing could be better if that method could allow her to vent the resentment in her heart.

“Shannon, I'm feeling well now, I—”

“Just listen to Shannon. Don't go out and make things worse.” Holden's voice echoed at the door, and he walked in while holding Dawn's hand.

Micah struggled to sit up, frowning as he asked, “What exactly have you arranged? I heard that you've really withdrawn all the defenses. When the time comes, and Sofie's forces launch a major attack, will you be able to control the situation?”

Holden reached out and ruffled Dawn's hair. In a casual tone, he said, “With Bailey and Artemis guarding the perimeter, there shouldn't be much of a problem. The most important thing is to rescue Wendy. Once that's done, I'll no longer have any worries holding me back. I can give it my all. However, in any confrontation, there's always an element of danger. That's why I'm entrusting my sister and niece to you now. Please protect them well. When Sofie attacks, I'm afraid I won't be able to look after them.”

With that, he slowly crouched down and gently persuaded Dawn, “Dawn, perhaps you could consider treating Mr. Neyman as your foster father and enjoy the time spent together as a family.”

A hint of displeasure flashed across Shannon's eyes. What does Holden mean? Is he helping me reconcile with Micah?

She was indeed a bit upset, but with a formidable challenge ahead, it was not the time for her to throw a tantrum.

“Holden, take care of yourself. Wendy and Sebastian are waiting for you to return,” Shannon said.

Holden gave a soft hum of acknowledgment.

With Wendy and Sebastian on his mind, his sharp and cold gaze gradually faded, replaced by a gentle look between his brows.

“Just stay put and don't go out. The turmoil will be over soon.”

After speaking, Holden walked out of the ward.

Dawn rolled her eyes, then scampered over to the bed and sprawled beside Micah. “Uncle Holden told me to regard you as my father. What do you think?”

The smile on Micah's face intensified. “I consider it my honor. I'm delighted to be your father.”

Shannon looked coldly at the cheerful father and son. After standing by the bed for a while, she turned and walked out.

Dawn blinked her eyes and asked in a hushed voice, “What do you think my mother is thinking about right now?”

Micah smiled faintly, and a sly glint flashed across his hawk-like eyes. “She's probably regretting adopting you and figuring out how to send you away.”

Dawn hung her head low. “This is really terrible. I think I shouldn't have helped you.”

“Don't worry. If she doesn't want to take care of you, I will. You have to believe that we will be the people who love you most in this world.”

Dawn grinned, “Not necessarily. In the future, when I find a boyfriend, he will love me just as much as you do.”

Micah slightly furrowed his brows, asking lightly, “Do you know what do we call that behavior of yours?”

“Puppy love?”

Micah was rendered speechless.

Three hours later, the sky gradually darkened.
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