Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies
Chapter 872

Chapter 872

Anne did not expect the kids to be here. She looked at the triplets in her lap, stunned.

It was unlike before. She looked more shocked than surprised.

She remembered the wounds on her arm that she had made earlier and did not dare to hold herarms out.

“Mama, we are here to pick you up after work!”

“We brought you cute cakes!”

“Mama, are you happy?”

Anne nodded. “Yes, I am..."

Obviously, the triplets were happier than their mother. They lay in their mother's lap, jumping upand down.

Anthony walked into the office. “Can we go now?”

Anne rose and brought the kids out of the office, their hands still holding the small cake.

It was the triplet's idea.

They would always bring desserts to their mother every

visit.

However, this time around, when she tasted it in the car, all she could taste was bitterness.

She swallowed, but she only felt her tears about to fall.

She had to try hard to suppress them.

She suddenly did not know how to face her kids.

They were so adorable, so innocent. Would her depression affect them?

Would they be happy with such a mother?

Plus, in the future, when Anthony marries Bianca, she

will then exist like a mistress. How would people see her children then?

“Mama, Mama?”

Anne pulled her attention back and saw that the triplets were looking at her, concerned. She asked,"What's up?”

“What are you thinking, Mama?” Chloe asked.

“I am wondering... Where did you get this cake? It is delicious!” Anne made an excuse.

“Mama does not need to know where. We will buy it for

you every time!” Charlie said proudly.

“Yeshie!” Chloe seconded.

Anne rubbed their soft little cheeks gently.

They were so soft and fluffy, so adorable.

She never knew that giving birth to them would turn out

to be a burden as well.

Anthony did not say a word, but he had never kept his

gaze off her ever since she zoned out.

He frowned slightly and felt slightly flustered again. Even

the three kids could not hold her attention?

When Chloe laid herself against her mother's arm, Anne flinched slightly. The movement was sosmall, but

Anthony's sharp eyes still caught it.

He thought Chloe touched her wound, but he recalled

that the wound was on her right arm.

Then after, he noticed that Anne deliberately kept her hands off her kids the whole journey.

The Rolls Loyce parked at the front entrance of the Royal

Mansion.

The triplets hopped off the car.

Anne was about to disembark too, when a big palm pressed her shoulder.

The triplets landed and saw that their parents were not moving, then urged, “Papa, Mama, get off,fast!”

“You go on. Papa has something to speak to Mama about, “Anthony said.

“Is it a secret?” Chloe asked.

"Yes."

The triplets then ran away, giggling.

Anne did not understand Anthony's gesture and felt that the palm on her shoulder was enough tomake her entire existence crumble. She endured that but asked, “Why?”

“Is your left arm hurting?” Anthony asked.

Anne turned her face away. “A little sore. Let's go.” However, his palm was still pressing onto hershoulder.

Soon, the hand moved to her wrist, grabbed it, and pulled

her sleeve up.