Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 745

Bailey hadn't seen his blood since the poison took effect. In order to work on the antidote, she had to understand his current condition.

She didn't believe that she couldn't detoxify the Soul Reaper with Cameron's help. Artemis wanted to refuse, but the poison in his body was growing more intense. Soon, he couldn't hold it any longer and bent over, vomiting a mouthful of black blood.

Bailey hurriedly took out a tissue from the bedside table and wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth. Having just coughed up blood, Artemis appeared extremely weak. His handsome face was as white as a sheet, and his once upright figure seemed on the verge of collapsing.

After helping him lean against the head of the bed, Bailey grabbed a nearby nightgown to drape over him. Then, she squatted down to examine the pool of black blood on the floor. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“You first coughed up blood in Hallsbay, right? Was the clotted blood as dark as this back then?” Upon seeing that she wasn't frightened by that, Artemis couldn't help but relax a bit. He smiled faintly.

As expected of Bailey. Even when facing this kind of life-and-death test, she can still maintain her composure and handle it calmly.

“At that time, the blood I coughed up was red, so I didn't pay much attention to it. But later, when I returned to Tarragon Headquarters, the blood turned black the first time I coughed it up there.”

Bailey stretched out her finger and dabbed a bit of his blood on it. She brought it close to her nose for a sniff, then stuck out her tongue, preparing to taste it.

When Artemis saw that, he slapped her finger away and angrily said, “If you keep trying to test the poison with your own body, I'll ask Holden to forcibly take you away. That way, I won't have to worry all day. I can enjoy a few days of comfort too.”

Bailey pouted, looking at him with a wronged expression.

“Artemis, you're getting more and more fierce.”

As she spoke, she forced herself to squeeze out two drops of tears. What Artemis couldn't stand the most was her pitiful look, which could truly melt his heart. He reached out to pull her up from the floor and then wrapped his arms around her.

“Stop observing it anymore. Dr. Lynch has the complete data. After you've rested, I'll ask Holden to bring it to you. Just study the data, and don't test the poison on yourself. It's too dangerous.”

With a silent sigh, Bailey lay quietly on his chest.

“Fine then, I'm going to sleep. Stay with me. Don't you dare sneak away.”

Artemis reached out and gently caressed her cheek, giving a bitter smile.

“Where else can I run to? You, Bailey, are so capable that even if I were to go to the moon, I'm afraid you'd still be able to find me.”

“That's right, you are mine. You can't escape from me.”

As she spoke, she slowly closed her eyes, and before long, she fell asleep. Artemis lowered his head, gazing at her delicate facial features with a mesmerized expression.

The reluctance in his heart grew even stronger. She had promised to be with Edmund in her next life.

Artemis also felt that she should repay Edmund's love in her next life, so the only time Artemis could be with her was in this present life.

However, being tormented by the toxin, he couldn't find a way to survive in this desperate situation. It seemed that his untimely death was already a foregone conclusion.

He felt a sense of unwillingness and reluctance in his heart. The time they had spent in love was so short, and they had always struggled through hardships. They hadn't yet experienced the happiness of being together. If he were to leave like this, he would never be able to rest in peace.

“Bailey, how about you promise me your next life as well?” However, instead of getting any replies, only Bailey's calm breathing could be heard.

She had a good sleep in his arms, probably because she had already figured it out in her heart—if he lived, she would live; if he died, she wouldn't want to live alone.

Hence, there was nothing to fear. It was also because of her mature thinking that made Artemis feel even more desperate.

She was only twenty-eight years old, the age at which she should be experiencing the most in her life. When he met her for the first time, she was so carefree and full of enthusiasm for life.

It seemed as if the whole world was beneath her feet, and she could come and go as she pleased. However, because of him, she no longer had any interest in the outside world. It was he who bound her fate and destroyed her entire life.

Cough cough cough

A series of stifling coughs echoed in every corner of the room. Tears slowly streamed down from the corners of Bailey's eyes.

Indeed, she had fallen asleep, but tears streamed down her face in her dream. She dreamed Artemis abandoned her and cruelly erased her memories, making her live in the world like a walking dead. Meanwhile, in the private mansion in Radford, Veikko leaned back on the couch as he answered the phone.

“Mr. Veikko, Ms. Caridee has been invited by her friend to attend International Socialite Club in Moranta. It is said that this gathering is sponsored by the Hoffman family.” The subordinate's report came through from the other line. Veikko furrowed his brows, a trace of chilling ruthlessness flickering in his eyes.

“Did you find out Shaun's purpose for going to Moranta to meet Tucker?”

“Not yet. The two of them have been holding secret meetings, and our people can't get anywhere near them. However, I've found out that Mr. Philip and Sofie, the mistress of the previous leader of Tarragon, are colluding. It seems they're plotting to take over Tarragon. As the only son of Mr. Philip, Tucker must have been involved in this as well. Perhaps he called Shaun over to Moranta to recruit him as an ally to join forces against Tarragon.”

Veikko curled the corner of his lips, revealing a wickedly unrestrained smile.

Assisting to attack Tarragon? Perhaps he's just cannon fodder.

Veikko was happy to see it happen. After Shaun's power was weakened by Tarragon, it would be much easier to deal with him.

“Okay. Have them keep a close eye on Ms. Caridee. I'll head to Moranta in a couple of days.”

“Noted.”

At the same time, in a suburban private mansion in Moranta, Sofie was nestled in Philip's arms in the bedroom, her eyes slightly closed, showing signs of weariness.

“Artemis' life is now hanging by a thread, and we have control over Holden's woman too. Two of the three Tarragon leaders have fallen. The insignificant Micah should be no match for us. Mr. Philip, allow me to congratulate you in advance on the success of your grand plan.”

Philip laughed heartily, reaching out to pinch her charming face.

“With a bewitching beauty like you around, how can I even have the time to think about having great ambitions?” Sofie smiled.

“Once you hold great power and are surrounded by beautiful women, you'll probably grow tired of me. However, as long as Bailey doesn't die, she'll always be a hidden threat. She is the leader of the Saviors. If Artemis' death triggers her and forces her to go on a killing spree, we'll be in big trouble.”

Philip frowned and asked, “Do you have any ideas on how to deal with this?”

Sofie's lips curled into a smile, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

“Don't forget, your niece is Bailey's disciple. We can poison her with something that only Bailey can cure. Bailey will then have no choice but to come to Moranta. At that time, we can strike and finish her off.”

After pondering for a moment, Philip chuckled softly.

“You always have so many ideas. Fine, go ahead and prepare the poison. I'll have someone use it on Juliana. You're right, Bailey must die.”

The next day, Bailey woke up from her sleep and found that Artemis was not in the room. She suddenly became anxious, and tears streamed down her face.

“Artemis, you b*stard. You ran away again!”