Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 1207

Chapter 1207

Just as Anne was about to return to the room, she turned around and saw Julie’s portrait on the wall at the end of the corridor.

Anne looked at Julie. As she stared at the portrait, tears started to well up in her eyes.

Those were tears of grievance.

Then, Anne asked, “Why did you die? Why did you run to the top of the building and be pushed down? If you didn’t die, my mom wouldn’t marry Ron, and nothing would have happened to me. Look what your son did to me. He’s crazy! Why aren’t you alive? At least he’ll be normal!”

The person in the portrait was still smiling calmly.

Anne took a step forward, and the iron chain strangled her wrist, but she seemed to take no notice of it. Instead, Anne stared at Julie intently, looking as if she had found the only person she could vent to.

“I didn’t do anything, and I wanted to stay by my children’s side. Even if he and Biancal were acting inappropriately, I endured it,” Anne suppressed the pain in her heart and asked, “Did you also have no choice but to do that? You must’ve thought twice for your marriage and child, right? It hurts to even think about it…would you have jumped if Elder Marwood hadn’t pushed you down the stairs? No, right?”

Anne stared at the portrait, but it was impossible for Julie to give her an answer.

All she got back was endless silence.

Anne squatted, leaning her head against the door and curling up pitifully as she

muttered, “I won’t commit suicide. I won’t…”

When Kathryn came over, she had sat there for hours.

“Why are you sitting on the ground? Get up.” Kathryn pulled her up. “It’s time to eat.

As Anne was chained, she could not prepare her own meals, and Kathryn would bring her food.

Anne sat on the edge of the bed, and Kathryn moved the small dining table over, put the dinner on it, and stood by to watch her eat.

It was not until Anne was done with her food and put down the dishes that Kathryn. asked, “Were you in a bad mood this afternoon?”

“It was pretty okay.” Anne lifted the quilt and got into bed.

Kathryn naturally would not believe that. Why would she sit on the ground if she were in a good mood?

“Do you want to try calling Mr. Marwood?” Kathryn asked.

Anne did not answer her question but just said, “It’s getting late. You should go home