Triplets on Secret Mission novel Chapter 627

Chapter 627

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Molly's mind flashed through many scenes. All of them were the times she spent with Sean.

In the end, she nodded slowly as if she had accepted the other person and recognized him as the love of her life.

Sean did not have any thoughts about that. He soaked the cotton swab in his hand with medicine and lightly smeared it on Molly's wound.

Sean looked very serious when he saw that deep scar. With a bit of piety, the movements of his hands seemed to be whispering and repenting of his mistakes.

Time seemed to have slowed down.

After a while.

Sean asked, "Is it cold?"

After Sean had applied the medicine to Molly's wound, he carefully bandaged it. His eyes avoided the smooth and delicate skin, and he did not focus on anything else.

Molly had no idea, and she just smiled and said, "It's not cold at all."

However, Molly was sure that she could feel the tenderness of the other party.

At the same time, at the Andersons' manor.

Mr. Anderson Sr sat by the window and looked at the garden behind his manor.

The cool breeze swayed lightly through the overlapping flowers in the deep night. The breeze carried the fragrance into the manor. It was refreshing and soothing to smell.

Mr. Anderson Sr stared at the cluster of white magnolias. For some reason, he always felt a little uneasy recently.

His eyelid kept trembling.

Mr. Anderson Sr did not wish to rest at this hour because of that. So, he sat there and enjoyed the flowers to pass the time.

The housekeeper noticed the light coming from the crack of the door. He opened the door and could not help but say, "Sir, you shouldn't sit by the window in such thin clothes. Your health is very important."

In fact, the manor had already installed a heating system. As long as he stayed in the house, he would not feel cold at all.

Yet, the housekeeper was still worried about his master.

When Mr. Anderson Sr heard the movement behind

him, he retracted his thoughts. His eyebrows were raised, and he spoke to the housekeeper, "It's okay. I know my own condition. I'm still tough."

Mr. Anderson Sr added, "At least, I'm still tough enough to control these people."

The housekeeper smiled and walked over to Mr. Anderson Sr. He closed the window and said, "Yes.

Those people would not dare to mess around as long as you are still alive." Then, he continued, "No matter how tough you are, you can't toss yourself around like that. We're not as young as before now. Plus, it's cold at night. What if you catch a cold?"

Mr. Anderson Sr narrowed his eyes and said, "With my current condition, it's more than enough to deal with my two sons!"

The housekeeper helped Mr. Anderson Sr sat on the couch and nodded, "Yes, sir. It’s more than enough."

The housekeeper knew in his heart that Mr. Anderson Sr refused to accept that he was old. But, as a son, who would dare to strike their own father?