Chapter 1305

Chapter 1305

“Papa, look!" Charlie raised the small warship, showing it to Anthony excitedly.

Anthony walked in and said, “It's late. Take a bath and go to bed.”

“No! I don't want to! We're not done yet!” Charlie was angry.

“You can continue building it tomorrow.” Anthony frowned slightly, looking threatening.

Charlie shuddered and immediately hid behind Anne, peeking angrily at Anthony.

Anne held him in her arms, rubbed his little head to comfort him, and said, “Go and take a bath first.

I'll build the warship model with you tomorrow.”

Charlie was even angrier, but he did not dare to say anything.

In the bathroom, Anne stood under the shower with her face slightly lowered while Anthony stood

behind her.

The water streamed along her beautiful neck, forming a trickling river and flowing through her

graceful curves.

Anthony moved his damp black hair away and pressed his thin lips to the back of her neck, nibbling

at the protruding bone.

"Anthony, let's sleep with the children tonight?” Anne had just finished speaking when she felt the

pain in her neck from Anthony's bite, and she groaned. Her flushed face turned pale with fright, and

she quickly turned around, stepping back and saying, “I mean... the two of us sleeping together with

them.”

Anthony stood there, his muscular figure full of aggression, and his obsidian eyes darkened. “Why

are you so far away from me?”

Anne came to her senses, stepped forward, and threw herself directly into his arms.” I'm sorry, I

didn’t mean it. The back of my neck hurts... I'm just asking, and it's fine if you don't want to. Don't

be angry...”

Anthony hugged her slender waist, rubbing her smooth and fair skin with his

fingertips. “Just tonight.”

Anne was slightly stunned and could not help looking at him. She thought Anthony would not be

willing, and she almost gave up. Unexpectedly, he agreed.

“You don’t want that?”

“That's not it. Thank you,” Anne hurriedly said politely, “I'm done showering. I'm going

to call the servants to bring the children over.”

Anne only left the shower after getting Anthony's permission. Then, she dried herself, put on her

pajamas, and went out.

Anthony took a deep breath and let the water splash on his well-defined face, suppressing the

inexplicable violent tendency in his heart.

Why was he feeling this way?

Was it because Anne cared more about the children and not him?

All he wanted was for Anne to have only him in her heart, not anyone else!

Including the children!

Should he let the children live somewhere else?

The triplets’ voices sounded from the bedroom, and Anthony closed his eyes.

That night, the family of five slept together.

Anne cherished such a special night, and she kept looking back and forth at the three children as if

she could not get enough of them.

She knew well that as long as Lucas had made the arrangements, she would leave anytime.

Anne looked up when she felt the sharp and cold gaze, and she met Anthony's abyss- like obsidian

eyes, which made her shudder in fear.

Her first reaction was to wonder whether she did something wrong to offend him.

The next second, Anthony turned off the light, and the room was pitch black.

"Ah! Papa, I can't see anything!” Chloe pouted.

“I can't sleep!” Charlie was angry.

“It's still early!” Chris chimed in.

“If you don't want to sleep, you can return to your own room,” Anthony threatened.

The triplets immediately stayed quiet.

They did not want to return to their own room, and they wanted to sleep in their Papa and Mama's

huge bed.

Chloe turned around and nestled into Anne's arms like a kitten.