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 of their sneaky

the one who set

into her trap, and there was no turning

fact that he had slept with her, so their fates were entwined,

between you and Shirley. Both of

said, “Let's go to the restroom to freshen up, Shirley. I'm sorry you had

off with Waverly while softly crying, “I really didn't drug him, Mrs. Shurmer...

he did wrong and was merely trying to find an excuse.

on his temple as a distressed Zeke watched

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

“Fu*k...”

couldn't help but let out a string of swear

...

an unknown mansion, Holden was seated leisurely on a couch, and a man in black

you find

a highly secured base of

of wine in his hand, looked up, and casually

to have more detailed information about him, I can try to

“Let me think about it. Don't do anything rash

“Noted.”

black left, Holden dug into his pocket and fished out

was a photo

He was