Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 594

Chapter 594

After getting out of the car, she almost ran into others when she hurried toward the restaurant. She ignored the person she bumped into and the pain on her body as her eyes darted around.

"Ma'am, we are closed," the restaurant manager whom she bumped into said.

'Where are they? This isn't possible. He said here!" She mumbled in disbelief. "Where are the private rooms? Are there customers in the private rooms? Do you know Anthony Marwood? He's definitely here!"

"With three children?" The manager asked.

She froze, before nodding frantically. "Yeah. Three children! Where are they?"

"Mr. Marwood reserved the whole place and brought them here for barbeque, and then they left," the manager said with a smile. "It's a surprise that Mr. Marwood would be seen eating barbeque. Maybe he's here because his kids like it, which is proof of how good our grill is!"

Anne did not care about how good the food was and was instantly in despair.

Why did she have to follow Tommy and return home so late?

She stumbled out of the restaurant, terrified and distraught, before getting into a taxi to head to the Royal Mansion.

Anne tried to guess what Anthony was thinking on her way there, wondering why he had suddenly decided to let her see the children and whether it was because of the gathering they had at noon.

However, Anthony sounded so determined and cruel at the time. If she thought that there was hope, she would have waited at home instead of going outside.

The car arrived before the Royal Mansion, and the lighting of the mansion was brighter than the last time she visited, but her heart still sank at the sight.

When she saw Hayden, she asked, "Where's Anthony?"

"Mr. Marwood is in the study room, but-" Before Hayden could finish, Anne ran towards the study room and stopped right before the door instead of barging in recklessly.

She bit on her lip and felt all strength draining from her legs, not from all the running, but from fear toward Anthony's intimidating presence that was obvious even with the door between them.

She contemplated how she could explain herself, took a few deep breaths to steady herself, before knocking on the door gently.

"Come in," Anthony's voice pierced through the door.

She pursed her lips and pushed the door open.

Anthony was sitting before his desk and handling paperwork of the Archduke Group; his expression darkened when he saw the person walking in.

Anne forced herself to march forward despite the chilling atmosphere.

"I'm sorry. I only saw your message at eight, otherwise I would have been there."

'I thought that you really can't survive without your children. Was that all just an act?” He asked coldly.

"No!" She frantically attempted to explain herself, "I... I was in a bad mood and I was in a bad shape physically, too. I laid down on my bed... and I don't even know when I've fallen asleep or passed out. By the time I woke up, it was almost eight."

She had not lied as she had recently been discharged from the hospital and she knew that it would be more believable if she mixed the truth with her lie.