Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 986 A Thorn In The Heart

Eunice pressed her face against the door, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

She wasn't being melodramatic, intentionally causing a fuss.

It was because Bailey had a pair of piercing, sharp eyes. Eunice dared not show her face in front of her, fearing the latter might discern something.

She had just arrived there, completely unaware of the situation inside. She would have to wait a few days, gradually figuring things out, before she could proceed with her next move.

However, at the moment, Cameron was her only support. She must firmly hold onto him, making him trust her without a doubt.

Only in this way could she do what she wanted under his protection.

Realizing that Bailey had already left, she shakily opened the door.

“C-Cameron, I'm sorry. I'm too filthy, and I feel inferior. I don't want to face them, I...”

Cameron stepped forward, disregarding her resistance, and forcefully pulled her into his embrace.

“Blaze, I'm sorry. I've been such a jerk. If I had understood my own heart sooner and lived a good life with you in the Yablon residence, you wouldn't have fallen into the trap set by Kurt because of chasing after me. You're not tainted. In my heart, you've always been the purest girl. Once we've sorted everything out here, I'll take you to meet my parents. Shall we settle our marriage then?”

Eunice clung tightly to his shirt, her little face buried in his chest, faintly revealing a ferocious expression.

She wasn't jealous because she didn't fancy Cameron.

She was simply jealous—jealous of the woman called Blaze.

Even though she had been thoroughly tainted by Kurt, Cameron, the heir of the internationally renowned Yablon family, still treated her like a treasure in his palm.

On the one hand, there was Kurt, who was willing to brave dangers for her and risk being seen through as he traded Eunice in her stead. He had made up his mind to marry her and make her the matriarch of the White family.

On the other hand, Cameron didn't care that she bore the marks of other men all over her body as he held her in his arms, promising her a lifetime of peace.

How could she not envy such a woman?

can't be with you. I'm not worthy

“Blaze...”

you please stop belittling

thin lips slowly inched closer and closer toward the pale corners

eyes. Pretending to push him away, she flung the sedative fragrance she held in her hand into

so

way he looked at her became even more intense because images of her chasing after him all those years surfaced

year, day after day, whether in stormy weather

caused him

held her tightly in my arms, would she have been

“Blaze, I'm sorry...”

eyes filled with pain and the guilt so thick it was palpable. A

as Blaze. Every time he looked at her

the thing one least

once pursued him relentlessly, without any regrets, only to be

past memories would become a thorn at the tip of his heart, deeply piercing into it, making him profoundly realize just how much he truly owed

without hesitation, trade myself for the antidote. No

and his voice laced with infinite

the past, Blaze. Please, no more words. I

kiss her brows and then her eyelids. As he

that he would see through the thin, hyper-realistic mask on her face, and she abruptly pushed

Stay away. Don't touch me.

down the wall, she curled up on the floor, hugging her knees as

of those

soothe her physical

Kurt...

Kurt White...

his fists tightly, his

world, make him live a life worse than death or living hell. He will live in endless pain and suffering for the

right, all right. I won't touch you. I won't touch you