Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 1011

Chapter 1011 Too Sweet

While in the lab concocting poison with Cameron, Bailey subconsciously checked her phone after receiving a special notification.

After seeing what was inside, she couldn't help but laugh.

Cameron was somewhat curious, so he leaned over to take a look, then snorted coldly. “It's just a statement. Is it really worth getting this excited over? He didn't cheat. Are you that happy about it?”

Bailey glared at him. “As I recall, you were the one constantly blaming him, even instigating me to kick him. Now, you're the least qualified to speak.”

Cameron laughed menacingly. “Go ahead, keep pampering him. The day he gets too cocky and dares to cross the line, you'll see.”

Bailey hummed twice, ignoring him. She casually retweeted Artemis' Twitter post and added a comment on it: I am so grateful for having him as my husband. I beg all you media moguls to show some humanity and leave us, a married couple, alone. Please stop making fun of us. Our three children are all grown up now, you know. If you really insist on showing your affection, my wedding with Mr. Luther is approaching. Feel free to present us with a generous gift to celebrate.

Netizens initially thought that Artemis was on his last legs, planning to suppress the news online before going to apologize to Bailey, hoping to earn her forgiveness.

But now, Bailey had reposted on Twitter, even generously sharing a handful of lovey-dovey moments. The onlookers suddenly felt that they had lost interest in the juicy gossip.

The most pitiful of all must be the media outlets that reported on this scandal, left with no choice but to clean up and wait for Artemis to come knocking for retribution.

Two days ago, everyone was celebrating together, but two days later, it was time for mourning for everyone.

Bailey looked at the hundreds of comments skyrocketing every second and couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.

The comment section was filled with cries of dismay. It seemed there were still many people out there who didn't want her to marry Artemis.

What good would it do even if they didn't want her to?

The more they envied and resented her, the happier she became. She was more than willing to step on their pointing fingers, their scornful insults, and their envious gazes, claiming Artemis for herself, never letting go for a lifetime.

Seeing her bask in joy, Cameron couldn't help but rain on her parade. “Everything is uncertain before marriage. Don't celebrate too soon. Who knows, one day a woman of higher status might steal him away.”

Bailey burst into laughter. She really didn't feel like dealing with this jerk anymore.

“Cameron, if you utter another word, I won't give you the goshawk. You can go ahead and turn the world upside down all by yourself, and take your sweet time finding your wife.”

After she finished speaking, she tossed the utensil in her hand and turned to walk outside.

“I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep. I'll leave this to you. Once you've prepared the poison and the antidote, I'll give you the goshawk.”

Cameron glared at her retreating figure, wanting to emulate her nonchalance and indifference. But when he thought of the goshawk in her hand that could track Blaze, he managed to suppress his impulse.

This d*mn woman, why hasn't her habit of bullying people changed at all? It's great that Artemis is finally marrying her. Let him deal with all the trouble.

When Bailey returned from the infirmary, she found the living room in a state of complete disarray.

Just a couple of days ago, the children were hostile toward their father, saying mean things to him. The young ones who had the audacity to disrespect their own father, were now fawning over him. They gathered around him, some massaging his legs, others feeding him fruits, all trying to curry his favor.

She was somewhat reluctant to admit that they were her own children.

Susan was the first to spot her mother standing at the door. She flashed a grin and said, “Mommy, we've all misunderstood Daddy. You misunderstood him too. Come in quickly and apologize to Daddy.”

After she finished speaking, she quickly picked up a piece of fruit with a toothpick and handed it to her father.

Rubbing her forehead, Bailey squinted against the harsh light. She felt that being in the lab with Cameron, studying poisons, was far preferable to being here.

With the thought in mind, she turned around and walked away.

She barely took two steps before her back gave out on her.

Next, a wave of dizziness hit her, and she fell into a broad, sturdy chest.