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.

black suit, tall and slender, radiating

woman, donning a simple, floor-length dress, stood elegantly with a smile adorning her eyes and

countenance, meticulously tracing the delicate contours of her picture-perfect

other color exists

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

on instinct, he enveloped the woman in his arms, shielding her from harm

birds plummeted from the tree, landing

Zayron not far away, wielding a slingshot and vigorously shooting at the branches around him. His lips twitched

This brat!

her eyes and shot a stern glare at her son, asking through clenched teeth, “Zayron Jefferson, what

romantic atmosphere, ruined by a few dead

from a tree and then pelt him mercilessly

a mischievous grin and remarked, “I'm thinking of cooking these birds as a tonic for

placed his hand on his forehead and pulled his irate, trembling wife into his

he's just being a troublemaker,” he consoled her. After speaking, he took her hand and resumed their walk toward the artificial

to set. Come, I'll take you to

brightened slightly. She watched as he guided her toward the setting sun, their silhouettes intertwining and melding into

greater happiness in this world than

child and a gentle, loving husband was more

a

railing, observing

never seen Luna this happy before. It seems a pleasant environment truly can have an impact on people,” she

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 to return to the Rogers

trembled ever so slightly at her

her intention to remain with the Rogers

plan was to spend her

herself somewhat surprised by the shift in her

managed to sway her thoughts. She pondered whether spending time with this man had brought about a

of my family members, I am an unfilial 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