Super Mommy and Her Triplets

This was where she had once resided, and he had missed out on becoming part of her life in the past, leaving a lingering sense of regret. Now that he was here, he naturally desired to take a thorough look and immerse himself in the experience as soon as possible.

Bailey regarded him with a slightly perplexed expression, furrowing her brows as she inquired, “Aren't you tired?”

That's strange. This man relentlessly tormented me on the private jet, all under the guise of offering a different kind of experience. I have to admit it's indeed thrilling.

The cabin had limited space, and even though there were separate rooms, when it became crowded, the sounds of activity next door could still be heard, even with the cabin door closed.

In that confined space, the man overpowered her, pinning her down, and she couldn't stop him.

Left without a choice, she could only force herself to stay silent. No one knew how torturous that experience was for her. Yet Artemis, that scoundrel, completely disregarded her feelings and ravaged her in a willful and unrestrained manner.

Throughout the entire process, she remained exceptionally vigilant, providing him with an unparalleled level of enjoyment.

I can't believe that he... Argh! This man gives me goosebumps when he's unrestrained!

Artemis noticed a faint blush on her face, leaned in closer to her ear, and whispered, “I can do it with you for another few more hours.”

Afraid that he might actually do what he said, Bailey gently tugged him toward the artificial hill at the side after exchanging a few words with Bruce.

Artemis held her hand as they strolled together in the warm spring sunshine.

The gentle breeze blew directly onto his face, sweeping away the fatigue that had marked his brow.

“I really wish I could hold your hand and continue walking with you like this forever,” he expressed.

Bailey teased with a playful smile, “What else do you think is going to happen? Are you thinking of changing a companion midway?”

No sooner had her words escaped her lips than the man beside her abruptly pivoted, pressing her against a cherry blossom tree.

At that moment, the vibrant beautiful flower petals fluttered in the wind.

sleek black suit, tall and slender, radiating an air of

donning a simple, floor-length dress, stood elegantly with a smile adorning

tenderly caressed Bailey's countenance, meticulously tracing the

color exists in my eyes.” Having said that, he leaned in

thin lips were on the brink of brushing against her scarlet ones, a swooshing

shielding her from harm and promptly retreating behind the tree

two unidentified birds plummeted from

far away, wielding a

This brat!

glare at her son, asking through

romantic atmosphere, ruined

she could hang this jerk from a tree and then pelt him mercilessly with

the ground, Zayron flashed a mischievous grin and remarked, “I'm thinking of cooking these birds as a tonic for my dad. He's

forehead and pulled his

being a troublemaker,” he consoled her. After

sun is about to set. Come, I'll take you to watch

her toward the setting sun, their silhouettes intertwining

be no greater happiness in this world than this

loving husband

a

house, Catherine stood before the railing, observing a group of children below playing

pleasant environment truly can have an impact on people,” she

his lips involuntarily. “She'll always be happy with Zayron and the others by her side. And what about you, Catherine? Have you contemplated your future path? Will you come back to Hallsbay with me, or do you intend

trembled ever so slightly at

would have promptly declared her intention to remain with

family, her plan was to spend her

by the shift

one had managed to sway her thoughts. She pondered whether spending

daughter who has tarnished the family's reputation. Under normal circumstances, my father's influence would have easily secured me the position of family head. However, these past few years have witnessed no progress whatsoever. It's not that I don't want to rise to power, but the family elders have been suppressing me, not allowing me to take control. My Uncle Broderick is my grandfather's illegitimate son.