Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 985

Chapter 985 Try For A Second Child

Eunice was taken aback, her hand suspended in mid-air, momentarily forgetting to react.

Blaze has been so terribly ruined by Kurt, and this man still wants to marry her?

Jealousy was spreading wildly within her. I really want to tell him about Blaze's experiences and how that despicable b*tch was toyed with by Kurt.

However, she didn't dare.

By exposing that, wouldn't she be essentially admitting that she was a fraud?

Yet, it didn't matter anymore because she believed that man's embrace would only belong to her in the future.

Moreover, she could seize this opportunity to get closer to the man she truly loved in her heart.

In the past, she dared not even dream of getting close to him.

Her wish was about to come true.

As long as she was given the opportunity to get close to the man who was like a deity, she could bewitch him with her art of perfumery, making her the only woman to exist in his eyes.

As for that despicable woman by his side, she can just get lost.

“Blaze, what's wrong with you? Please don't scare me.”

Cameron noticed that the woman before him suddenly stopped struggling as if she had become serene, and he immediately became anxious.

“I won't touch you anymore. I won't. Please stop torturing yourself like this. Can you please stop torturing yourself?”

His voice pulled Eunice back from her wandering thoughts. Once again, she curled up her body, burying her head between her knees.

“Don't come near. Don't come near. I'm not worthy of you. I won't marry you. I won't.”

Cameron was desperate to prove that he didn't despise her and that he truly wanted to marry her.

But when he met her terrified gaze, all his urgency turned into bitterness, seeping bit by bit into his every cell, causing him to drown in unbearable pain.

These days, she had been enduring Kurt's coercion. How could he continue to force her to face it now? Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

She was hurt, both physically and emotionally. He should stay by her side, soothe her pain, and only then discuss the future with her.

“All right. I won't pressure you, nor will I invade your space. Let's head back, get a good night's sleep, and forget about everything by tomorrow. It will be a fresh new start.”

These past few days, Catherine and Simon had been cooped up in the mansion.

The task of reorganizing the Rogers family affairs was assigned to professionals by Simon, so even if she wanted to get involved, Simon wouldn't let her step out of the house.

These past few days, she truly experienced what it felt like to lose track of time.

A man who hasn't touched a woman in years is truly... indescribable.

This time, he has had his way with me down to the bone.

Inside the room, Catherine slumped listlessly against the head of the bed, looking as if she had lost all will to live.

That scoundrel Simon, he's really gone too far.

The moment he let himself go, completely disregarding any boundaries or principles, he has been spending every minute and every second with me.

Creak!

The door swung open.

When Catherine saw that radiant, handsome face, she was so annoyed that she didn't want to speak to him.

She was so frustrated.

Even though he was the one constantly moving, why was she the one ending up with a sore back and waist in the end?

“You're awake? You must be hungry. I've prepared some light food for you. Have something to eat first.”

After he finished speaking, Simon kicked open the door with his foot, then walked into the room carrying a tray.

Catherine was terrified of him now. She shrank her neck and said with a trembling voice, “Let... Let the housekeeper come in to attend to me, and then stay away from me.”

Seeing the look of terror on his future wife's face and her acting as if she was a little bunny who had just seen a big bad wolf, Simon couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

It seems I've been a bit too much with her, pushing her to the edge. What should I do?

“Are you sure you want me to let the housekeeper in? They all work for the Rogers family. If they see you in such a state because of me, they might make fun of you.”

With ease, Catherine picked up a pillow from the side and threw it at him.

Alas, she was too weak and powerless. The pillow had just fallen off the edge of the bed, not even touching the hem of his clothes.

This is so frustrating!

I'm so angry! I don't even want to deal with this jerk anymore.

But at this moment, her stomach started to grumble again, making her so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

Simon saw her being infuriated and her little cheeks puffing up and down. He thought that she was incredibly adorable.

This must be her most genuine side.

Stripped of her pretense, she has become so innocent, just like a teenage girl.

In fact, he was willing and enjoyed pampering her now.

“Be good. Don't argue with this scumbag. Let's eat first.”

She inexplicably found his comment, “scumbag,” hilarious.

At least he has some self-awareness.

“How's the situation now? When can we leave?”

Simon didn't respond. He helped her up and leaned her against his chest, feeding her a spoonful of oatmeal. Then he said, “Almost everything has been taken care of. Do you really intend for me to send someone to take over the Rogers family? Since you've already decided to hand over the family to Harvey, why not—”

Catherine knew what he was about to say and quickly interrupted him, “Don't tell them. Even if you do, they won't appreciate it. Besides, I don't need their understanding now. It's too late for regrets now. Let it be. I don't want to be hurt by family ties anymore.”

“But they...”

“Simon, if you persuade me one more time, I will stay in the Rogers residence forever, take care of my parents, and I won't accompany you to Hallsbay.”

Simon quickly shut his mouth.

After all the effort he put into winning this woman over, wouldn't it be a wasted journey if she didn't go with him?

The crux of the matter was that without her, he would remain a bachelor for the rest of his life.

He had grown accustomed to falling asleep with her in his arms these past few days. Without her, he would find it hard to sleep through the night.

“All right, all right. I won't say another word. Is that okay? I've already called my mom. I've promised her that this time I'll bring my wife home to meet her. If she doesn't see her daughter-in-law, she'll break my legs.”

Catherine tilted her head slightly, catching sight of his pitiful face, and began to smile gently.

This man has learned how to be a competent leader, gradually acquiring an air of overlooking the world from the top.

Yet, in front of me, he still acts foolishly.

Spending a lifetime with this big goofball doesn't seem too bad, huh?

“Simon, let's try for a second child.”

Stunned, he froze for a few seconds. Once he regained his senses, he gently placed the bowl on the bedside table, then turned around and held her tightly in his arms.

“The three-child policy is now in effect. Two children are not enough. Let's have a few more.”

At the manor, after Artemis and his group returned, Cameron arranged for Blaze to stay in the guest room at the side courtyard.

Originally, Bailey wanted to go in and give Blaze a full-body check-up, but the latter had locked the door from the inside, shutting herself in and not allowing anyone to approach her.

Bailey didn't think much about it.

The fact that the girl made it back alive is nothing short of a miracle.

Her mind and body have suffered a tremendous blow. It's only natural for her to want to lock herself in a secluded space to nurse her wounds in solitude.

“Cameron, take good care of her. If anything happens, call me immediately.”

Cameron's voice was hoarse as he hummed in acknowledgment. After Bailey and Artemis left, he turned toward the tightly shut door and said, “Blaze, can you open the door? Can I come in and keep you company?”