Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1105

Chapter 1105 Do Not Cry

Her previous miscarriage, along with the traumatic experience of being stranded in the icy wilderness

for an hour, had resulted in menopathy. This condition significantly complicated her chances of

conceiving.

Now that she was finally pregnant, losing the baby again could cause fatal damage to her already

fragile womb.

"Idiot..." Bailey cursed in a hoarse voice.

She shouldn't have applied the pain-relieving powder when she was changing his bandages earlier. If

she had let him experience the pain fully, he wouldn't have had the energy to torment her.

Ultimately, she was too compassionate. Her heart ached for him, yet he showed her no kindness at all.

The man leaning against the headboard gradually calmed his fluctuating emotions. His thoughts

became clear, and his intellect slowly reawakened.

He slowly turned his head to the side. Seeing the angry Bailey with her back to him, he was reminded

of the words she had said before they made love.

Is she really pregnant?

I was too hasty before, too eager to see her, and so I lost control. But now that I think about it, she

wouldn't joke about being pregnant.

"Bay, are you really pregnant?"

Bailey snorted, her gaze fixed intently on the antique on the shelf, her whole body tense.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Artemis shamelessly reached out to touch her shoulder, coaxing,

"Honey, are you really angry?"

"Don't touch me." Bailey swatted his hand away.

Hmm... Judging by her tone, it seems that she's quite upset.

Artemis casually slid his hand down her shoulder, finally resting it on her abdomen.

"Pregnant women shouldn't get angry. It could affect the baby's development."

As he spoke, a tremor ran through his voice, his fingers taut with tension. Upon contact with her

abdomen, they quivered gently.

Only heaven could gauge the immense self-restraint he had to exercise to barely contain his joy and

prevent himself from losing composure due to excitement.

The pain of their previous loss had always lingered in their hearts. Now, half a year later, hearing the

news of her pregnancy again felt like a special gift bestowed by the heavens.

"Bay..."

Bailey suddenly sat up, her sudden movements straining her limbs. Waves of discomfort washed over

her.

She glared at the man behind her, her eyes welling up with tears as she choked out, "Artemis, you're

not human. Even though you're the one who's been playing with me, you still blame me for getting

upset and affecting the baby's development. All you know is how to bully me, and you don't even

bother to explain your flirtatious behavior with other women. Are you so sure that I can't live without

you, and that's why you've cornered me, taking the liberty to toy with me as you please?"

Artemis became anxious. He reached out to cradle her face, his thumb gently caressing the corner of

her eyes, trying to dispel the tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't cry. I just missed you so much. That's why I—I've come to my senses now. I promise I won't

touch you recklessly again. And about Rebecca, there's really nothing going on between us. If I wanted

to pursue her, I wouldn't have held back at the hot spring."

At this moment, Bailey was incredibly vulnerable. In front of this man, she couldn't summon her usual

strength.

As she gazed at his determined facial features, tears trickled down from her eyes.

"B-But your explanation isn't clear. I received some photos, and all of them are of you and Rebecca. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

You guys were playing in the swimming pool in your swimsuits, enjoying wine on the balcony in your

pajamas, and standing side by side, moving in perfect harmony. Artemis, is this how ordinary friends

behave? I came to you carrying a child. Don't you have any sympathy for me?"

Artemis gritted his teeth, forcefully suppressing the urge to tell her the truth.

"Alright, you should get some rest first. We can talk about this matter after you've had a good sleep."

The light in Bailey's eyes gradually dimmed.

She had said all she could, yet the man remained unmoved. She didn't know what else to do.

The more he avoided the subject, the more anxious she became. She couldn't help but let her thoughts

run wild, even doubting if there was an ambiguous relationship between them.

If they're just friends, why can't he make it clear?

"Never mind. If you don't want to talk, I can't do anything about it. I didn't sleep well last night. I'm tired.

I'm going to rest now. Do as you please."

After she finished speaking, she wriggled out of his embrace, found a comfortable position, and lay

down. Slowly, she closed her eyes.

Artemis reached out, intending to caress her cheek, but seeing her tense nerves, he could only sigh in

resignation and quietly withdrew his hand.

Indeed, Bailey was utterly exhausted. She had barely closed her eyes last night, spending the entire

time dealing with a huge mess.

And just moments ago, he had subjected her to a strenuous ordeal, leaving her utterly exhausted. The

instant she made contact with the bed, she succumbed to sleep.

Hearing her steady breathing, Artemis slowly leaned in and planted a kiss on her forehead.

"When I think of the numerous obstacles I've put in your path, causing you to face dire circumstances, I

feel an urge to slap myself. But rest assured, I will never let you down. I never have before, and I never

will. Once the right opportunity comes, I will definitely be honest with you."

At Black Puma's base camp, inside the study of a detached villa in the east, Faceless was leaning

against the floor-to-ceiling window, taking a phone call.

"Are you sure that Artemis is still at his manor?"

"Yes. Last night Rebecca brought the severely injured Artemis back to the mansion, while Bailey went

to the Shurmer family's private mansion. The two did not have any contact on the way."

Faceless slightly narrowed her eyes and fell silent for a moment. She then said in a deep voice, "That

Artemis in the manor may not be real. Try to find a way to verify it."

"Understood."

After ending the call, Faceless fell into deep thought.

Although I caught Bailey off guard last night, it was completely unexpected.

Now that she's regained her strength, it's become increasingly difficult to gain any advantage from her.

"I need to set up another trap, inflicting another heavy blow on Bailey. Then, when she's at her lowest

point, I'll force her to surrender The Art of Semblance."

"Please ask Mr. Black Puma to come here. I have something to discuss with him."

The bodyguard at the door confirmed and then left.

Soon, Black Puma arrived.

After meeting with Faceless, he inquired, "Can I arrange for my people to evacuate now?"

Faceless sneered internally. "If he were to retreat, who would support me?"

"From the very beginning, I never intended to protect him. Now that I've encountered Bailey and

Artemis, does he still hope to escape unharmed after being used as a pawn?"

"How naive!"

"I'm afraid not. If you want to leave Zaewora, you'll have to go by sea. However, I just received news

that Raiden, the commander-in-chief of Chanaea, has deployed several warships to guard the coast.

The moment you appear, you'll likely be captured."

Yesterday, Raiden and Bailey had arrived in Ordano together. However, as soon as they landed, they

received intelligence that someone was smuggling drugs to the Chanaea border.

Raiden couldn't stay idle any longer, so he sent a warship to establish a blockade.

This trap was her creation, specifically designed to use Raiden to cut off Black Puma's escape route.

How could she let him slip away when he was her strongest support?

With Raiden now guarding the harbors, she believed that Black Puma wouldn't dare to escape.