Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 388

Chapter 388 Anne knew that she was powerless before Tommy and regained her composure. “Tommy. Marwood, are you insane? Something did happen last night and I had to leave! It wasn‘t intentional!”

“You were drugged, right?” Tommy said.

“So you know.” She sneered, “But you don‘t know who did it. It‘s hilarious.”

“Must be someone you know.” He stared down at her.

Anne, too, had a general idea of who might have drugged her, but had to focus on handling Tommy first. “Can you let me go? What else do you want from me?”

“What do I want?” His lips curled into a calculative smile. “You will find out soon.”

He then got up and let her go, before leaving immediately.

Anne sat up and remembered that he still had the key to her apartment a few moments later. She went after him, but Tommy was long gone by then.

Rendered speechless, she went back into the apartment and closed the door behind her. She had only recently changed the lock, and changing it again would only be a temporary solution. If Tommy insisted on getting in, changing the lock would not do and she simply had to move away.

‘But where?‘ She thought, ‘To that apartment across Julie‘s?‘

Both physically and mentally exhausted, she fell onto her bed and refused to move again.

Anthony was an insatiable beast and Anne could not understand why he was not satisfied when he already had Bianca. She drifted into sleep shortly after and by the time she woke up, the sky had turned dark.

Anne hurried upstairs and found her children playing.

Overjoyed to see their mother, the triplets cheered, “Mama!”

Their adorable faces had healed every wound within her heart and were far better remedies for her wary heart than a good night.

“Have you eaten?” She asked. “They insisted on waiting for you. I was just about to call!” The nanny said. “It‘s normal that Mama isn‘t home!” Charlie said. “She wasn‘t home last night!” Chloe added. “Did you go to look for the uncle that looks like me?” Chris asked. Anne felt helpless as it was becoming harder to fool her children when they were so intelligent. “No. I don‘t know him that well.” Anne took their hands. “Get up. Let‘s eat!”

She wondered why her children seemed to assume that she was close to Anthony.

Considering how they had followed Anthony when he went to their school, she took the time to educate her children after dinner, instead of playing games with them. She informed them properly that she did not really know Anthony, and they could not go anywhere with him.