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.

“Blaze...”

cradle her face, his eyes filled with deep sorrow as he looked at her. His voice was low and hoarse as he continued, “Can you please stop belittling yourself? You endured all those hardships to save me. If even

lips slowly inched closer and closer

away, she flung the sedative fragrance she held in her hand into

and odorless, so Cameron

at her became even more intense because images of her chasing after him all those years surfaced in his

rejected her. Year after year, day after day, whether in

scene caused him

tightly in my arms, would she have been spared

“Blaze, I'm sorry...”

and the guilt so thick it was palpable. A sly curve formed at the corner of

her as Blaze. Every time he looked at her face, he was constantly filled

this sedative fragrance was to infinitely magnify the thing one least wanted to confront within their heart,

didn't want to confront was the fact that Blaze had once pursued him relentlessly, without any regrets, only to be rejected

tip of his heart, deeply piercing into it,

given the chance to choose again, I would still, without hesitation, trade myself for the antidote. No matter what,

his voice laced with infinite sorrow and

no more words. I promise you that I will never

finished speaking, he leaned in to kiss her brows and then her eyelids. As he gently caressed her

see through the thin, hyper-realistic

Stay away. Don't touch me. Please don't

a corner. Sliding down the wall, she curled up on the floor,

sensitive and constantly being reminded of those

he soothe her physical and

Kurt...

Kurt White...

his fists tightly, his

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

touch you. I won't touch you anymore. Calm down,