Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 779

Bailey felt a bit embarrassed. That strategy of presenting a bold front to conceal unpreparedness was a joke, especially after Artemis just had a good feast on it. Artemis raised his eyebrows and whispered to Bailey to tease her, “It seems I haven't fed you enough. If I'm not worried about your body being unable to handle it, I'll definitely make sure you'll be full.” Bailey's pretty face blushed.

This guy is becoming more and more coquettish.

Bailey still found it somewhat unbearable at times, although Artemis had pampered her for so long. Artemis was smitten by Bailey's shy demeanor. When facing outsiders, Bailey always exuded a strong, domineering, impassive, and haughty image.

She would not show such a shy expression like a young girl. In this world, only Artemis could admire the alluring charms Bailey possessed at that moment. Just thinking about it made him feel proud.

Countless elites from all over the world have bowed down to Bailey, yet she stood proudly on their shoulders and gazed arrogantly, never pausing for any of them.

Only Artemis managed to wait for Bailey to stop and look back. Even though Artemis was the head of the Luther family and the ruler of Tarragon, he still felt somewhat overshadowed and gloomy in the presence of that woman. Bailey's innate pride and elegance were unmatched by anyone.

“Bailey, were you a vixen in your previous life?”

Bailey glared at Artemis and playfully punched his chest twice, grumbling, “I'm hungry. Go get me something to eat.”

Artemis gently planted a kiss on Bailey's temple.

“Although I'd love to satisfy your more intimately, I'm afraid I can't. I just had surgery and no longer have the means to truly satisfy you.”

After saying that, Artemis got out of bed and had just put on his night robe when the doorbell suddenly rang. Instead of going to open the door, Artemis pressed a button by the bedside. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

The call connected, and Artemis asked, “What's the matter?”

“Leader, Mr. Neyman was bitten by a crocodile. His injury is quite severe. Mr. Lewitt called, asking if Mrs. Luther could come over and take a look.”

“Alright, got it.”

The call was put on speakerphone. After Bailey finished listening, she hurriedly got off the bed. As Bailey got dressed, she said, “Tarragon has a top-notch medical team. If Holden even calls the headquarters, which means Micah is seriously injured. I'll go and take a look.”

“I go with you.” Bailey suddenly looked up, glaring as she replied, “If you still want to go to Moranta with me, just obediently stay put in the headquarter.”

Bailey added, “Nowadays, there are widespread rumors about your critical illness. Once you show your face in public, the rumors will naturally collapse. If you don't pretend to be dead, our plan to paralyze Sofie and Philip by faking death and making them lower their guard will be completely wasted.”

Artemis touched his forehead and responded helplessly, “Fine! I'll listen to you. But you have to promise me one thing. Stay away from Cameron. Otherwise, I don't care whether the remaining poison in my body has been completely removed. I'll order someone to throw him out of Tarragon and make him stay as far away as possible.”

Bailey walked up to Artemis, stood on her tiptoes, and gently kissed his thin lips.

She chuckled and questioned, “Is there any part of my body you haven't kissed? Which place hasn't been marked by you? You're really overthinking it. If I wanted to run away, I would have left a long time ago. Isn't Edmund attractive? Isn't Raiden charming? They... hmm.”

Artemis fiercely pressed his lips against Bailey's red lips, silencing the words she was about to speak.

“Don't mention other men in front of me. This is disrespectful behavior.”

Bailey was speechless. At the infirmary of Micah's residence, Shannon, who was covered in blood, sat on the long bench in the corridor. Her gaze was somewhat glassy, and her body trembled lightly.

A small figure knelt on the floor before Shannon. It was Dawn.

“Mother, it's all my fault. Please punish me instead, and don't blame yourself.”

Shannon moved her stiff neck, her gaze falling on the little girl. The expression in Shannon's eyes was somewhat cold, with a hint of anger.

“Do you think you're so great? Do you really believe that your little tricks can resolve the years of grievances between him and me?”

Dawn lowered her head, and she was shivering slightly.

Although Dawn was somewhat afraid, she still choked up and said, “Mother said we would be leaving Tarragon in a few days. So I wanted you to be honest with your feelings.” Shannon laughed coldly.

What a good daughter I adopted. It's only been a few days, and she's already taking charge of my life.

“Go kneel by the crocodile pond, and don't you dare get up without my permission.”

Sadness flashed across the little girl's eyes. Dawn knew she had angered Shannon and was likely facing abandonment once again.

However, Dawn had no regrets. The moment the crocodile bit down, Shannon burst into tears, proving she still cared deeply for Micah.

“Noted.” Dawn stumbled to her feet and turned to walk outside.

Holden could not stand it any longer and tried to plead, “This little girl is just looking out for you. She has a deep fear of the crocodile pond. Please consider a lighter punishment.”

Shannon watched the stubborn silhouette of the little girl and asked, “Do you know what you did wrong?”

“I shouldn't have schemed against Mother.”

“Say it again.”

“I've led you all into a dangerous situation.”

“Say it again.”

“I've caused Mr. Neyman to suffer a serious injury.”

A flash of intense anger flickered in Shannon's eyes as she pointed at the door and ordered, “Go to the crocodile pond and kneel immediately. You're not allowed to stand up without my permission.”

“Yes.”

Holden massaged his forehead and sighed helplessly. Those two were truly destined to be mother and daughter, as their personalities were strikingly similar. Both were stubborn and persistent.

As Dawn stepped out of the infirmary, she bumped into Bailey, who was rushing towards her.

On her way there, Bailey had already learned about the situation from the housekeeper.

Upon seeing the little girl scratching her head as she walked out, Bailey could not help but raise an eyebrow and ask, “What punishment did your mother give you?”

“Mrs. Luther, Mother told me to kneel by the crocodile pond.”

“Are you convinced?” The little girl looked up at Bailey with a hint of confusion.

“Mrs. Luther, why is Mother so angry? Is it because I schemed against her? Or because I put them in

grave danger? Or perhaps it's because I caused Mr. Neyman to get hurt?” Bailey shook her head.

“Neither of them.” The little girl stared at Bailey with a puzzled look.

“So it's not any of those reasons? Then why is she angry?” Bailey reached out and rubbed Dawn's hair.

“She punished you because you put yourself in a dangerous situation. You don't have to doubt her devotion to you. Since she adopted you, you're her child. Any mother would be angry to see her child acting recklessly without considering their safety.”

I see.

Dawn nodded.

“Thank you, Mrs. Luther. I understand. However, when a mistake has been made, it must be acknowledged, and punishment must be accepted. I'm going to the crocodile pond and kneel. I saw you trying to save Mr. Neyman. You must save his life, or else my death will not be sufficient to atone for my sin.”

“Alright, I promise you. Now go ahead and kneel. Remember this lesson, and don't ever joke around with your own life again.”

“Okay!” Bailey did not bother Dawn anymore and strode into the infirmary. In the corridor, Holden saw Bailey come over and hurriedly went to greet her.

“Sorry to bother you.”

“What's the specific situation?”

“The scapula is shattered, and the entire right shoulder has been pierced. The doctor said his arm might be useless from now on.”

Bailey raised her eyebrows, and the corner of her eyes caught a glimpse of Shannon. She raised her voice and said, “He brought it upon himself. Since heaven wants to break one of his arms, I can't do anything about it.”