Powerful Papa With Triplet Babies By Pink Dolphin Chapter 58
Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies
Chapter 58 Anne had no interest in Anthony or Michelle, so long as they did not hurt her or the
people she loved.
She lowered her head.
She had hidden her phone under the passenger seat inside Anthony's car earlier. Anne could not
help but wonder if her mother would keep waiting for her at the airport. She looked up again and
could not bring herself to move when she spotted the bodyguards not far away from her.
She started regretting not standing at the corner instead.
However, Anne did tell Cheyenne to go home if she did not show up within three hours.
Anne had never imagined that her escape plan would be ruined at the hands of Tommy. Her heart
ached at the thought of his concern for her, the time he barged into the Royal Mansion to help her
and the time he drove through a wall to stop Anthony from hurting her...was it all just for fun?
She had to admit that he was a wasted talent to not become an actor.
Anne found it unbelievable . She had originally thought that Anthony was the only sociopath in the
family, only
to find out that Tommy was just as twisted and she was luckyâ enough to run into the two of them.
After standing outside for some time, she started to feel rain drop on the tip of her nose.
The rain gradually grew heavier and she looked up at the dark sky. Through the lights on the street,
she could see the rain as it fell onto her face, her hair and her body.
Soon, Anne was soaking wet.
A dark, towering figure stood before the window inside the mansion
Anthony twirled the wine glass around between his fingers as he stared broodingly at the slim
figure standing under the street light and took in her discomfited state in the rain.
Michelle approached him sheepishly with a wine glass in her hand and said, âsee? It really started
raining. Even the gods are upset with her. Anthony, do you feel better now?
Anthony gulped down on his wine and stared at the woman standing in rain like a beast locking
onto its prey. âYou can go now.â
"What? Anthony...â Michelle was reluctant to leave, hoping that she could interact more with
Anthony. She even dressed seductively before coming to Royal Mansion, and yet he had not looked
at her properly for
once.
âWhat's so fun looking at how drenched Anne is?!" She thought. âDo you want me to repeat myself?â
Anthony's voice deepened in an intimidating manner.
Instantly, it was as though the temperature in the entire Royal Mansion had dropped and no fabric
on Michelle was enough to shield her from it. âI...I guess I will come again next time...â She said
before running back to her car. She glared at Anne as she started the engine and stepped onto the
accelerator hard as she drove past Anne. âSplash!â
Startled, Anne took a step back, but was still splashed by the water on the ground. She wiped her
face with the back of her hand briefly, before continuing to stand without an expression.
Drenched from head to toe, her clothes stuck onto her skin and outlined her perfect figure, though
she seemed discomfited in the rain, it did not change how seductive she looked at the same time.
The bodyguard walked over to her and said, âMs. Vallois, Mr. Marwood would like to see you.â
Anne did not have the courage to move. She would rather
stand in the rain than to face that devil...
âYou donât want to keep him waiting,â the bodyguard reminded.
Knowing that she had nowhere to run, she dragged her feet towards the mansion while shivering.
As she stepped into the living room, she left poodles behind her with each step she took, tainting
the clean floor.
When she spotted the figure sitting on the couch, her blood ran cold.
"Come here.â Anthony was still holding onto the wine glass lazily, but his eyes were as ferocious as a
hungry beast.
She took a few steps forward. âCan...can I go now? Are... are you not angry n... Ugh!â
Before she could finish, she was dragged and tossed onto the couch.
The wine glass fell beside the couch, tainting the beige carpet with such crimson red that it looked
almost like blood.
Anne was seeing stars from the impact, but the shadow that loomed over her forced her to sober
up. âWh-what are you doing?â âI told you not to run, and you never seem to listen. You had three
chances and you deserve this...â He grabbed onto her collar and pulled.
Instantly, her clothes were torn into shreds.
âAh!â She screamed, âNo...â
Anthony was still holding onto the fabric he had torn off as though it was human flesh. âYou are
going to end up like this by the end of tonight.â
Shivering, she shook her head frantically in tears and closed her eyes. âAt least...let me go take a
shower...â
"Why bother?â He continued his assault.
âNo! I...please! This...this is my first time. I'm scared...â Anne knew that this day was coming, but she
was still terrified of being torn apart.
Anthony's expression darkened as he sneered, âFirst time? How will you explain that night from two
years ago, then?â
Anne's mind instantly went blank as she stared dazedly at him. âYou...you knew...!
He knew that she was the woman from that night all along
He clamped his fingers around her jaw forcefully and stared into her eyes darkly. âExplain yourself!â
âI... 1 went to...get surgery...â She stuttered as she glanced at his face, âIf you had mentioned this
earlier, I wouldn't have...â
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She would not have gone through the trouble.
His icy glare reminded her of a hellhound as he spat, âYou brought it onto yourself.â
Inside the living room, the silence maximized all sounds and Anne's screams were loud and clear
like a deer that had been preyed on, and swallowed alive while wandering in the woods.
No one could save her...
âSplash!â
Anne was tossed into the bathtub. The lukewarm water did not soothe her and stimulated the
wounds on her body. She trembled and grabbed onto the edge of the bathtub as she saw
Anthony's legs taking steps toward her.
She lifted her chin timidly with water dripping off her hair as she looked at him warily.
âYou didnât think that was it, did you?â Like a demon, his glare alone could tear her apart.