Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 401

“Are you okay, Shirley?”

Shirley ignored those concerned voices. Instead, she looked up to Zeke, who was slumped on the couch and clutching his head in distress.

“Z-Zeke! Why did you get mad and pushed me off?” she blurted out, pouting.

Zeke froze briefly, then narrowed his eyes and frowned at Shirley. “You drugged me and then took advantage of that to sleep with me?” he questioned.

He was sure that he had an intimate encounter with a woman, but he wasn't sure who it was. His mind went blank, and all he could remember was that it was someone he was familiar with.

Other than Shirley, he couldn't think of any other woman who would possibly do that.

Da*n it! This woman...

Zeke's face fell, and he coldly said, “I've already accepted the dinner invitation, which shows that I have relented and am prepared to marry you. Why do you have to resort to such a disgusting ploy?”

Ashen-faced, Shirley quickly tried to explain, “No, no, it wasn't me! I did not drug you! You were already in delirium when I came in, and when I went to check on you, you... you...”

She threw herself into Waverly's arms and started sobbing. “Mrs. Shurmer, I did not do that! I really did not drug Zeke! Please believe me!” she whined.

Waverly patted Shirley on her back to console her as she turned around to reprimand Zeke. “Rascal! How dare you accuse Shirley when it was you who lost control of yourself and took advantage of her? She was with me all the time until she came looking for you and found you in a confused state of mind. How is it possible she's the one who drugged you?” she chided.

Zeke frowned and looked toward the coffee table.

His wine glass had disappeared, and there was nothing on the table.

expression darkened as he realized someone had already removed all evidence

the one

her trap, and there was

a fact that he had slept with her, so their fates were entwined, and he could not disassociate

you and Shirley. Both of you can't

freshen up, Shirley. I'm sorry you had to go

while softly crying, “I

that. Ignore what that rascal said. He knew he did wrong and was merely trying to find an

his temple as a distressed Zeke watched the

to recall what had happened but drew a blank in his mind. His foggy and heavy brain could only remember vaguely that it was a very familiar face.

“Fu*k...”

couldn't help but let out a string of swear words as he

...

Holden was seated leisurely on a couch, and

find

it was a highly secured base of the Hoffman

in his hand, looked up, and casually asked, “Where did they

people guarding him. If you wish to have more detailed information about

me think about it. Don't do anything rash

“Noted.”

black left, Holden dug into his pocket

a photo of

the branches. He was peeping out from behind the branch, and there was an innocent and bright smile on