Forbidden Passion

Chapter 649 The Considerate Triplets

When she rolled back home, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi were chillin' in their high chairs, munching on baby food. Those pink, yellow, and blue chairs were their thrones, and they never mixed 'em up. Evelyn was nearby, catching Phoebe dragging herself in, looking beat. She shot her a glance and asked, "You eaten yet?"

"Nah," Phoebe sighed, leaning against the shoe cabinet to swap her shoes, looking totally wiped. Hearing her voice, her kids all yelled out, "Mommy!"

Phoebe tossed her bag on the couch, straightened up, and strolled into the dining room. She eyed their dinner, which Evelyn had whipped up. It looked delish.

Seeing Phoebe eyeing their grub, Boris didn't even blink and scooped up a spoonful for her. "Mommy, eat."

Phoebe leaned in and took a bite. This got Hubert and Noomi hyped, and they started feeding her too.

A warm fuzzy feeling filled Phoebe's empty heart. She closed her eyes for a sec to keep from tearing up.

Such sweet kiddos, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi-why should she let Theodore mess with her head?

Evelyn glanced at Phoebe and said, "There's more in the pot. I'll grab you some."

She got up and soon came back with a serving.

She plopped the bowl in front of Phoebe. "Dig in. Once you're stuffed, take Hubert, Boris, and Noomi for a stroll. They haven't been out in two days." "Got it."

three little ones out, Phoebe didn't have the energy to stress about anything else. Food first; otherwise, how would she

one, loaded them into the stroller,

a mask and glasses to stay low-key and avoid

around Golden Apartment. If they snapped pics

replied, "Just waiting on the furniture. I wanna let it air out for a couple months before moving in. The formaldehyde in new places is too much, not good for Hubert, Boris, and Noomi." When Phoebe was decking out her villa, she used all safe materials. Even so, she wasn't totally chill and wanted to let it

now. No rush to move in,"

out. Inside, Hubert, Boris, and

streetlights in the community flicked on. A sudden breeze rustled the big trees,

playground slide, and Hubert, Boris, and Noomi were as pumped as dockworkers pulling a boat. Phoebe

passersby, who turned to look. Phoebe was so embarrassed she wanted to hide her

cartoons have you been letting them watch

a boatman. Hubert, Boris, and Noomi are obsessed with that part. I've had to replay it for them like twenty times. They

slide and made a deal with them to play for just half an hour before

little ones chanted as they climbed the steps and slid down in

kids were confused at first but soon

chants echoed through

by Astrid Larsen, a neighbor. After some small talk, Astrid said, "Evelyn, you're so lucky. Your daughter

Astrid paused, then lowered her voice to complain, "My daughter-in-law has been married for five years and hasn't had any

then brightened up, "I heard your daughter couldn't conceive before and got pregnant after taking some medicine. Which doctor did you

met a miracle doctor while doing charity work. He gave her two prescriptions, and she got pregnant after