Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 787

A calculating glint flashed across Travis's eyes. He truly wanted his daughter to get close to Veikko, so that once he became the leader of the Saviors, his daughter would soar to great heights as well.

“Don't you think women always resort to cunning and scheming when dealing with each other? Don't count on me to intervene and assist you. If you have developed feelings for the vice-leader, go ahead and pursue him with all your heart. Whether you employ cunning tactics or straightforward approaches, if you can win him over, it will demonstrate your capabilities.”

Mindy looked at him with tears in her eyes, “Daddy, does that mean that any method is fine, as long as it can get the job done?”

“Yes. If possible, I naturally wish for you to marry the vice-leader and become the future Leader's wife. It appears that he genuinely has feelings for Caridee. If that's the case, you can employ certain tactics to separate them. By becoming the sole focus of his attention, you can ensure that he thinks of you when he has physical desires.” Mindy slowly clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, saying, “Thank you for your guidance, Daddy. I know what to do now. Don't worry, I will definitely win over Veikko and become the future matriarch.”

...

At the same moment. In a suburban private villa. Inside a room. Philip and Sofie leaned lazily against the head of the bed, looking tired. They also found out about Artemis's death and were overly excited, so they ended up partying together.

“Artemis is dead, Micah is crippled, and Holden's woman is still in my hands. The powerful trio of Tarragon has crumbled just like that. Hahaha, the largest, most powerful, and mysterious undergroundText © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

force in the world will soon belong to me.”

Philip glanced at her and said nonchalantly, “Don't get too excited just yet. We still have one more issue to resolve. It's Bailey”

Even after dealing with Bailey, we still have to handle Dominic. The future holds many uncertainties, so we must not let our guard down. Sofie gradually stopped laughing. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of gloominess flashed through her gaze.

“I'm really hoping that Bailey, that wretched girl, can just go and die with Artemis. That way, we'd have a lot less trouble to deal with.” Philip chuckled coldly.

“Although I rarely deal with Bailey, I still know a thing or two about that woman's temperament. Before she avenges Artemis, she won't die. So, let's prepare ourselves as soon as possible for her revenge.”

“Mhm, we've already set up an intricate trap, and we are just waiting for her to fall into it. Without Artemis to rely on, I refuse to believe that she, a single woman, can still win.”

“I hope so.”

...

Tarragon Headquarters. Micah's Residence. Inside the infirmary. Micah gradually awakened from his unconscious state. After a brief moment of bewilderment, his awareness slowly returned.

He glanced around and did not see a single person. He prepared to prop himself up on his elbows to sit

up. He needed to use the restroom urgently.

At that moment, the door to the ward opened, and Shannon walked in, carrying a tray. As her gaze fell upon the man in the bed, she noticed that he was already awake and preparing to get up. Her face immediately darkened.

“If you dare to mess around, I'll leave immediately.”

Her trick worked, and Micah quickly withdrew the force from his elbow and obediently lay back down. However, after all that tossing and turning, his body felt even more uncomfortable.

“Um, I need to use the restroom. Can I step away for a moment. Is that alright?”

Shannon placed the tray on the bedside table and bent down to pick up a pot from under the bed. Upon seeing that object, Micah's mouth twitched fiercely twice.

“Can you believe it? A grown man like me, using this while lying down?” he thought.

It was not really good, was it?

“Shannon, I think I should go to the restroom,” he said pitifully.

Shannon let out a cold laugh and casually tossed the pot towards him.

“Either use this, bear with it, or solve it right here. Choose one.”

...

Micah struggled to sit up, deciding that it was time for him to go to the restroom. Of course, that was assuming that he could manage to get up.

As the elbow and ribs exerted force, an excruciating pain swept through his body. Even though he had strong nerves and a tenacious will, he could hardly bear it.

He broke out in cold sweat on the spot, and the room was filled with his muffled groans.

Shannon leaned against the medical equipment. She looked at him coldly, and said lightly, “You probably don't know your current situation, do you? Allow me to explain it to you.”

She continued, “Your chest is caved in, five ribs are broken, and there's massive internal bleeding. Don't even think about getting out of bed for the next month. Your left arm is most likely useless, and if you keep messing around, your entire upper body might end up paralyzed.”

Micah was speechless. He didn't care much about those things.

“It would be great if my arm is useless, and it wouldn't be bad if my upper body is paralyzed. At least I will have repaid some of the debt I owe her,” he thought.

All he wanted to do was to go to the bathroom. He had too many IV drips and was really uncomfortable.

“Shannon, I can't hold it in anymore.”

Shannon looked at his tense, handsome face, and her gaze shifted downward, settling on his

abdomen. They had once been completely honest with each other, and every inch of his body bore traces of her presence.

“Shannon...” Shannon glared at him and gritted her teeth.

“Didn't I tell you? You can't move. You still have a cast on your shoulder. Behave yourself.”

“However, I'll be in so much pain, holding it in like this. It's affecting my wound and it really hurts. Can I just use a pot instead? That should work.”

Shannon gave him a cold glance, walked to the side of the bed, and began to take action. She only had one arm, and her speed wasn't fast. It was driving Micah crazy. He seriously suspected that the woman was deliberately seeking revenge.

“Shannon...”

“Alright, you can begin.”

...

Micah accepted his fate and slightly turned his head away.

Who was he? He was a renowned hero famous internationally, yet who would have thought that he would end up in such a state? If word got out, it would definitely shock the whole world.

“Where's Dawn? You didn't do anything to her, did you? This idea was mine. It has nothing to do with her, so don't blame her.”

Upon hearing those words, Shannon's face instantly turned gloomy. He actually had the nerve to bring it up.

“Is there any point in doing this? What's the use of gaining my sympathy? Do you really expect me to forgive you?”

Micah stared at her intently and said earnestly, “Well, not exactly. I just want to offer you an opportunity to see your own heart more clearly. Shannon, we're not even thirty yet, and there's still a long road ahead of us. Our two hearts, weathered by life's trials, can only rely on and protect each other to make it through this long journey of life.”

Shannon didn't speak. She held the kettle as she walked towards the bathroom.

“Don't move yet, I'll bring some hot water to wipe you down.” Micah’s lips curled up into a faint smile.

She was willing to get close to him and do such things for him, which showed that she still cared about him. He believed that one day they would mend their broken relationship. ... In the headquarters. Inside the study. Bailey tossed a thin mask to Artemis.

“Starting from tomorrow, you'll wear this. No complaints, no refusals. Wear it obediently, or else you'll stay in Tarragon and won't be allowed to leave with me.”

Artemis raised his eyebrows as he looked at the mask in his hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Disguise skill? It appeared that his wife still had quite a few identities hidden from him.