Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 1283

Chapter 1283

“Oh, my! Corentin!” Alexis Allison set her knitting tools down and walked over to hug Corentin. “Let me take a good look at you. Did you lose weight? Has your madman of a father done anything to you?”

“No.”

Alexis noticed Ashlynn in surprise and went over to take Ashlynn’s hands. “And you must be my daughter-in-law, right?”

“Yes,” Corentin admitted.

“I knew it. I can tell right away. She seems like a nice girl. Corentin, don’t bully her, okay?” Alexis said, “Here, let me give you a gift.”

She pulled Ashlynn over to her bed and took out a box from the drawer, before handing it to Ashlynn. “Open it and see if you like it.”

“I can’t take this,” Ashlynn refused.

“Why not? I would be upset if you don’t take this.” Alexis placed her hands over her chest and pouted.

Corentin found a chair and sat down. “Just keep it.”

Ashlynn accepted the box and opened it to find a beautiful brooch inside. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. Corentin is such a bad boy for not inviting me to the wedding. Has he bullied you? Tell me if he did and I’ll beat him up for you.”

“He didn’t.”

“It’s Beth Wallace who bullied her,” Corentin said.

Ashlynn shot Corentin an annoyed look for mentioning this.

“Beth Wallace?” Alexis repeated in confusion. “Who’s that? Do I know her? I can’t remember. Beth Wallace… Beth Wallace…young lady, who are you?”

Since Alexis was having another episode, the two did not stay and left the asylum. Ashlynn knew that the woman in the asylum was the mother of the real Corentin Lloyd.

‘How pitiful to be locked up there, not knowing that her real son is long dead and the man before her is just an imposter who killed her son,’ she thought, knowing with

certainty that Corentin would not feel guilty at all.

“Why didn’t you wear the one he got you?”

Knowing that Corentin would soon lose his patience if she remained quiet, she said, ” You would be upset if I wear it.”

“How thoughtful,” he said.

Ignoring the sarcastic tone, she said, “You don’t need to buy me anything else. I have more than enough.”

He did not say a word, but took the watch out of its box, before putting it onto her

wrist.

She studied the watch and noticed the odd, irregular shape of the wristband, despite how smooth it felt on her skin.

‘Maybe it’s just a special design,’ she thought.

The way Corentin helped put it on made it feel like a chain instead of a watch, but since she did not have the courage to refuse, she simply said, “Thank you. It looks nice.”