Triplets on Secret Mission novel Chapter 556

Chapter 556

Molly suddenly woke up. when she opened her eyes, her heartbeats accelerated.

The explosion-like sound made Molly lose control for a moment. She wanted to exhale, but her chest felt uncomfortably tight.

Molly sat up straight and tried to breathe calmly. She looked at the dim and dreary environment in front of her and tumbled around in her thoughts to recall the surroundings when it was daytime.

Molly gradually calmed down and was no longer sleepy.

'Why is it raining so heavily and thundering so loud?' Molly wondered.

She could not help but begin to worry about the triplets at home.

'Claudia was timid and afraid of thunder. Every time she hears the thunder, she will shrink into Molly's arms. I wonder how she is tonight.'

Molly's mind was full of the triplets' cute little faces, and she missed them even more as the night went by.

Molly tilted her head and glanced at the window. The rain was still beating against the window, and another white light flashed, followed by a low-pitched thunder.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room. But, watching these scenes, Molly always felt a chill lingering around her.

She squeezed the quilt tightly in her hands, and she felt anxious in her heart, she wanted to call home, but she was worried that it would disturb her family's sleep.

At that time, it was probably dawn soon.

Molly let go of her hands and got out of bed. She put on her coat, opened the door, and left the dull room.

'Since I can't sleep, I can go have a walk downstairs.' Molly thought.

She walked with light footsteps because the slightest sound can be very sharp and eerie in a spacious place like this.

Most importantly, she was alone again, and it was difficult for her not to think about some scary scenes in her mind.

However, that fear did not take over her.

Since the three of them were staying here tonight, they had decided not to turn off the lights. The system would turn it off automatically after dawn.

Molly held the stair rail with one hand and walked downstairs to the hall, she saw a figure in the distance.

She was stunned for a moment, and she approached the figure.

"Sean, why aren't you sleeping at this hour?" Molly frowned and asked.

Sean noticed Molly as soon as she appeared.

He still had a document in his hand, and a small stack of the documents was on the table in the hall.

'Workaholic.'

Molly could not help but label Sean as that in her mind.

Sean saw her sitting down and stared at him from the corner of his eyes. He hesitated for a few seconds, but he told her honestly anyway.

"My legs are a little sore."

Sean's eyes did not look at Molly. He was muttering to himself, but he was feeling guilty.

He had always kept Molly's instructions in mind. If he had any issues, he must inform her as soon as possible.