Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 770

There was darkness in front of Caridee's eyes as if she had entered a black hole in the universe.

No wonder Bailey said that Veikko's world is full of darkness, without even a hint of light to speak of.

Now, as Caridee delved into his inner world, the boundless darkness left her struggling to adapt.

What kind of hellish experiences has Veikko been through?

As the light and shadows shifted, Caridee followed Veikko's consciousness, witnessing the tragic death of his mother.

In the end, not even her bones remained, as her ashes scattered in the rain, eventually disappearing with the wind. She saw the young man being forced to kneel in the rain by several men in black, his eyes bloodshot as he watched his mother's ashes mix with the rainwater and seep into the ground, leaving no trace behind.

He roared, he wailed, but no one pitied him. Sinister laughter echoed around him, and gradually, a hideous face appeared before Caridee's eyes. She recognized this man. He was the scum who had bullied her.

Did all the disasters and misfortunes that befall Veikko come from this jerk?

The image changed, and Caridee saw a scene that pierced her heart with pain. That scum actually called over several men to mess with Veikko...

A young boy's dignity was ruthlessly trampled upon, and all his goodness was buried within that rainy

night. Veikko wailed in pain beneath a group of burly bodyguards, tormented to the brink of collapse. His eyes yearned for relief, yet he was unwilling to give in.

For in his heart, there was sorrow, anger, and hatred. With his last ounce of strength, he escaped the depths of hell. Outside, thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down relentlessly. Alone, he ran and fled through the stormy night. Veikko was severely injured, and before he could get far, he was caught up by the pursuing bodyguards.

In the dimly lit street, wherever Veikko passed by, pools of blood spread out. He roared, accusing fate of its injustice, his eyes swirling with a desperate unwillingness to accept it. Finally, Veikko resigned himself to his fate, no longer putting up a futile resistance. He stumbled and fell to the ground, mud splattering onto his handsome face, blurring his vision.

His eyes were blood red, immense grief and anger threatening to consume him. He closed his eyes in humiliation, waiting for the call of the Grim Reaper.

“You are still breathing, but you are awaiting death like this. Are you willing to just give in?”

A cold, clear female voice rang out in the darkness and then slowly reached out toward him. Upon seeing this, Caridee burst into tears. It was Bailey! It was Bailey's timely appearance that had saved Veikko that day.

She was the one who had pulled Veikko, the young man she admired, out of the boundless hell. Veikko stared blankly at the fair and slender fingers before him, and his voice cracked as he asked, “Who are you?”

With a charming smile, Bailey's lips parted slightly, and she coldly uttered five words, “Leader of the Saviors.”

At that moment, Veikko's eyes burned with a fierce flame. It was the fire of vengeance. Caridee sobbed uncontrollably. She withdrew the dream-tailoring skill and retreated from Veikko's consciousness. She collapsed on the ground, crying hysterically.

Bailey had given hope to Veikko. If it weren't for Bailey, Veikko would have died long ago. Where would her love for him, etched deeply in her heart, come from then?

“Did you see it all?” A deep, magnetic voice sounded overhead, raspy and dry, pulling Caridee back from her dazed thoughts. She slowly raised her head, and their gazes collided.

How would one describe Veikko's eyes?

Before knowing about his past, every time Caridee saw those eyes, she always felt a cold, unwelcoming gaze that seemed to keep people at a distance.

Now that she had glimpsed into his past and understood what he had been through, she no longer found his eyes cold. Instead, she was filled with tenderness and compassion for him. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Veikko wasn't born cold and distant. The pain bestowed upon him by fate was why he had turned him into such a bloodthirsty being. If he doesn't seek revenge, it would be intolerable by the course of nature.

The heavens had granted him a chance at a new life, allowing him to stand tall and seek justice for himself.

“V-Veikko, I-I didn't mean to pry into your past. It's just that you were trapped in a nightmare, and I couldn't wake you up, so I thought...” stammered Caridee.

“Enough!” shouted Veikko suddenly and interrupted her.

Veikko's gaze gradually turned cold, and he watched Caridee silently before saying to her, “You had entered my consciousness, so you must have seen what I have been through. Someone as filthy as me is not worthy of the Luther family's pure and noble Royal Highness. I have already contacted Simon, and he'll be coming to Moranta. When he arrives, you can go back to Hallsbay with him. I want to seek revenge, and I do not want to be burdened by you.”

Caridee had already stopped crying, but after hearing Veikko's words, her tears started flowing again.

She stumbled to her feet and leaned in to embrace him. She buried her face in his chest and cried, “Don't say that. I've never thought of you as dirty. Don't talk about yourself like that. It's a heartbreaking thing to say. I see a resilient and unyielding young man capable of adapting and taking bold actions. The Carter family is one of Epea's most prestigious families, second only to the Luther family in strength. Your ability to defeat Shaun proves that you fear nothing. It is this side of you that I admire the most.”

The veins on the young man's forehead bulged, and a hint of resistance welled up within him. He had just experienced a nightmare, witnessing his past ordeal with his eyes. The lingering negative energy made him strongly repel the approach of the opposite sex.

“If you don't want me to despise you, stay away from me,” said Veikko.

Caridee slowly raised her head, her tearful eyes gazing at Veikko, feeling his rejection and resistance. After a brief silence, she suddenly leaned in, her trembling lips pressing against Veikko's cold, thin ones.

The young man's pupils contracted violently twice, and a destructive gleam burst from his eyes. He was carrying a lot of sins and was desperate to find a place to vent.

Now that Caridee had stumbled into his line of fire, and he already had feelings for her, the surge of emotions came crashing down like a breached dam. Veikko suddenly flipped Caridee over, pinned her down, and fiercely kissed her.

“I'm filthy, tainted by them... You're an angel, or at the very least, to the eyes of many talented young men, you are a pure and untainted princess. Do you want to get entangled with me and be stained by the disgrace and shame I carry?”

Caridee gently laughed as she extended her left hand and slowly caressed Veikko's cold, rigid brows.

“As long as it's you, whether it's heaven or hell, I'm willing to follow,” murmured Caridee. Veikko lowered his head and kissed her.

Ring!

At this inopportune moment, the cell phone rang, pulling Veikko back to his senses. His movements suddenly halted as he looked at Caridee, who had her eyes tightly shut. A trace of annoyance flickered through Veikko's gaze.

Damn it, have I lost my mind? How can I do such a foolish thing?

As his senses returned, he suddenly flipped over and stood up.

The weight on her body lifted, and Caridee slowly opened her eyes. As she turned her head, she saw Veikko pick up his phone and walk away. A trace of disappointment couldn't help but flash through her eyes.

She was just a tiny step away, but of all the times the phone call could have come, it came at this time. How frustrating! Caridee struggled to sit up and began to think calmly about everything that had happened at the cocktail party.

The more she thought about it, the more upset she became. The wine was brought to her by Astrid, and it was Astrid who had helped her to the lounge. Could it be...