Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 135

Chapter 135 “It‘s been five or six years since he had stomach problems...” Dr. Brown said. Anne thought it was about the same time as when she left the country. At that time, Anthony was not that powerful in Luton, so the stomach problem was probably caused by his career.

Every time she checked Anthony‘s location, he was almost always in the Archduke Group.

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Dr. Brown looked at Ànne who came down with her, took a glance upstairs, and asked, “Aren‘t you staying here?” Anne was a little embarrassed. “No, I want to go back.” If she wanted to please Anthony, she should stay, even if she was not doing anything. However, she has children at home she needs to consider.

“I‘ll take you back home in my car.”

“No, I can take the subway.”

“There is no subway at this time of the day.” Dr. Brown smiled.

Anne was embarrassed. “Then... Thank you!” Dr. Brown drove, and Anne sat in the passenger seat, not knowing what to say for a while. “It seems that Mr. Marwood drank a lot at night.” Dr. Brown broke the silence.

“He had already drunk too much when I arrived at the bar,” Anne said. “He must have been drinking on an empty stomach. I told him that if he wanted to drink, at least eat something first. With his status in Luton, no one would dare to force him to drink,” Dr. Brown said.

Anne thought about it. That meant Anthony had not eaten when he went to her place and had gone straight to the bar instead.

Could it have something to do with her?

How was that possible? She thought too highly of herself. From beginning to end, it was Anthony who had been forcing her to follow his orders. He had forced her to cut off her relationship with Lucas. “It probably would have worked if you persuaded him not to drink,” Dr. Brown said. “Ah? I don‘t have that much authority,” Anne said. Dr. Brown looked at her and said nothing. She had never seen such a special woman around Anthony. Anne returned home and was relieved when she saw her children on the bed.

It was the middle of the night.

She was just about to change into her pajamas.

“Mama…” Charlie turned over and pressed half of his body onto Chris. He raised his little head with his eyes still closed.

Anne hurriedly put down her pajamas, walked over, and patted his back lightly. “Are you hungry? Mama will make some formula for you.”