Triplets on Secret Mission

Chapter 113 After Molly finished her meal. 

She cleaned up the dining table and washed her dishes. Before she went next door, she washed her hands as well.

Sean sat in the room in his pajamas as usual. When he saw her, he noticed her tiredness and asked with concern, “Are you alright?”

He knew Molly was busy with Brycen’s surgery in the morning, so he was worried that her body would not be able to take it as she still had to treat him at night.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Molly worked herself up as her fatigue vanished from her face. She inspected Sean’s leg carefully and was ready to start the needle treatment. Tony was next to them, but even he could tell that Molly was pushing herself, so he looked up at Sean.

Sean did not say anything, so Tony just stayed quietly in a corner. Molly held the needles with her slender fingers, and it was like her fingertip had a silver glow in the dim room. Gathering all her focus, she pinned it on different areas of Sean’s legs precisely, quickly, and beautifully. Sean pursed his lips as his gaze never left Molly. When Molly was done with the last needles, she immediately got out of her tensed state as she remained to squat next to Sean’s bed.

lot of energy. She still

was dim, which

felt even more tired as she subconsciously hung

and Sean saw it and knew not the disturb her

time and called out to Molly softly when he saw that it was time.

eyes twitched, and she started to remove the needles the second she woke up. Even her brain had not processed what Tony had said. It was all based on her many

to the side. Sean reacted quickly and immediately grabbed Molly’s wrist and pulled her to him, so she would not fall to

fast, so when Molly recollected herself, her mind exploded. ‘My

were very close to each other, and Molly could feel his warm breath hitting her neck. Most of her body was

was

as they darkened, mirroring his slightly complicated feeling. Molly’s head was against Sean’s body, and her hair looked extremely soft under the light, tempting Sean to touch it. “Ahem…” Tony cleared his throat to interrupt the awkward situation and put an end to his · boss’s frustration,