Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337

Inside the living room of Shelbert Condominium, Edmund was playing blocks with Susan when his phone on the table suddenly rang.

Upon picking it up, he realized it was his assistant on the line.

Thereafter, he gradually got off the couch and gave Susan's hair a tousle as he spoke. “Carry on playing. I need to take a call.”

“Okay.”

Once he entered the study, he swiped to answer.

“What is it?”

“Mr. Chivers, I have just received news that General Fletcher's battleship has turned back.”

The stunned Edmund narrowed his gaze slightly. “Turned back? Are you sure you haven't made a mistake?”

“I'm certain of it. Ms. Jefferson has also returned to Hallsbay. The moment I heard the news, I tracked her down and learned that she headed straight to Mr. Xuereb's medical base the moment she left the port.”

Justin's medical base?

Edmund's brows furrowed in reflex. “Did you find out the reason for her visit?”

“Based on what I've learned, Maxton was bitten by a cobra. However, I'm not sure if that's why Ms. Jefferson has decided to return.”

“All right, I got it.”

After ending the call, Edmund let out a gentle sigh as a wry smile emerged on his face.

Despite everything, she has still failed to leave? Has her heart been captured by someone in Hallsbay, making it difficult for her to do so? Regardless of whether it is because of Artemis' injury or Maxton's snake bite, her return has proved how indispensable both of them are to her. Bay, oh Bay, since when did you lose your heart to someone else? Why does fate insist on coming between both of us? Does my six-year presence by your side mean nothing compared to the mere months you spent with him?

Meanwhile, at the medical base, Bailey injected the specially-formulated serum into Maxton.

It wasn't until she was certain the venom was neutralized that she breathed a sigh of relief.

As if every bit of strength had been drained from her, she slumped onto the side of the bed.

Watching the purplish-black marks gradually receding from Maxton's face, Bailey was greeted by the tender face of a child again.

It reminded her of the first time she met him.

Back then, she felt that he didn't resemble Rhonda at all. Instead, she was bugged by a niggling sense of familiarity.

After dwelling upon the matter, she came to the conclusion that he resembled her.

As she ran her slender fingers across his pale face, a raspy voice rang out from her throat. “Are you really my son? I have gone through so many cycles of hope and despair that I've long been traumatized by it. It's not that I don't love you. It's just... I no longer dare to hope.”