Chapter 641 That Jerk Doesn't Deserve to Have the Triplets

They trudged upstairs, and Cindy swung the door open and strolled in. She hadn't been back in two months, and just had the cleaning crew over yesterday. The floor was squeaky clean.

Cindy grabbed two pairs of slippers. Phoebe swapped her shoes, helped Cindy lug her bag into the living room, and spotted Cindy's personal poster that always popped up in her videos.

A huge poster hung behind the sofa, showing a side profile with dramatic lighting and a killer artistic vibe.

Phoebe stood by the sofa, soaking it in, and said, "Every time I see this in your vids, I gotta say, this photo is drop-dead gorgeous."

Cindy pulled out some clothes and handed them to Phoebe, "Go on, hit the shower, get outta those bloody clothes, hurry up." Phoebe took the clothes and headed to the guest bathroom to shower.

The water splashed, and Phoebe stood under the showerhead, eyes closed, head tilted back, letting the water cascade over her face. The cold droplets hit her, and the scene of Theodore jumping in front of the knife replayed in her mind. Phoebe wiped the water off her face.

She muttered, "Stop thinking about it, Phoebe! You chose to divorce for a reason. There's no future with Theodore. Don't get swayed just 'cause he was nice. Remember, you still have Hubert, Boris, and Noomi."

It wasn't until the cold water washed away all her jumbled thoughts that she turned off the valve, grabbed a towel, dried off, and got dressed.

Cindy had already showered in the master bedroom, changed into fresh clothes, and was busy in the kitchen.

The fridge was packed with fresh veggies and meat, thanks to the cleaning service. Cindy picked out a few things and started prepping dinner.

Cindy's recent film shoot was in the boonies, and every day they had bland boxed meals from miles away.

Cindy had been drooling over food pics on her phone every day, and now that she was back, she couldn't wait to whip up a feast.

Phoebe came out with her hair dried and heard the water running in the kitchen. She walked in and saw Cindy expertly washing veggies.

asked, "Aren't you beat from just getting back? How

cook. I've picked up some new recipes that are better than

"Need any

me," Cindy nodded her chin, "By the way, how's the guy who saved you? With all that blood, he must be pretty

blankly at the grout lines on the floor tiles. Cindy nudged her,

guy who saved me

back into the sink. She turned, staring

lips, "Theodore, he happened to be

a couple of minutes,

"I have no

the film crew. When folks had nothing better to do, they'd gossip

Sandra's eyes looked a

eyes were full of love when she looked

ago, and she ghosted him the next morning. Theodore searched the whole city for

that, what was Theodore

been dying to ask, do you really have no feelings left for Theodore, or are you just pissed he saved Vanessa first?" Cindy asked

She licked her dry lips and

seriously, "It's super important. It decides whether I should talk

"Have you forgotten about

Cindy was speechless.

picked up the potato and kept peeling, "Alright, that jerk doesn't deserve to have them." Phoebe smiled. She was once again grateful for her decision to have Hubert, Boris, and Noomi back then because their existence snapped her back to reality. Her future was all about them. Love was a pipe

Sandra was chasing Benjamin around. She was exhausted and just stood to catch

brow furrowed as she

people got nabbed and are being grilled at the police station. I'm

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