Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 490

Tears slowly welled up in her eyes. Touching her cheek with her fingertips, she felt a chill.

It turns out that I still remember how to cry. I'm actually crying for him now.

Then, she heard a series of taps on the car window. The man who was supposed to be on the front steps had now gone next to the car and knocked on the window before him.

Victoria drew a deep breath to suppress swarms of emotions roiling inside her, unbuckled the seatbelt, and got out of the car.

“Let's head inside to register our marriage. Today might be my father's last day in this world, and he's waiting to see our marriage certificate.”

When Victoria walked past Lionel, he grabbed her.

The man before her looked haggard. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was skinner than before.

His odd behavior began two days ago after he met her father.

What exactly did they talk about that day?

“Vicky,” said Lionel. His voice was weak and hoarse. “If you're not willing to marry me, we can end the marriage any time after getting the certificate. I don't want you to be angry or torment yourself with your emotions.”

Victoria shot him an icy glare after hearing that. “That won't be necessary. We'll maintain the marriage because I'm not willing to lie to a man who is dying soon. If we terminate our marriage the moment Father leaves this world, I doubt he can rest in peace. I haven't been a good daughter to him, and I don't want to fail him anymore.” Her tone was flat and indifferent.

Pursing his lips, Lionel was hesitant to speak.

He wanted to tell her about the blood feud between the Gezmond family and the Saunders family and promise her that he would watch over her for the rest of his life to atone for his sin, but those words remained at the tip of his tongue, refusing to go past his lips.

At this point, Victoria was losing her patience. After breaking free from his grip, in a cold-clipped tone, she said, “Do you still plan to get the marriage certificate? If so, cut the crap. If not, please inform me so that I may stop wasting my time here.”

With that, she scurried to the front step.

Her words made Lionel clench his fists, which were by his side, a few times. Finally, he followed behind her.

would remain sealed in Vincent's

find out about the deal Juliana made in exchange

to her contacts in Moranta, a piece of

wife, Juliana Hoffman, had returned. The family's old patriarch had revealed multiple times to the public that she would be taking over his position and

over with fury after reading

she out of her mind? How could she exchange her marriage for the red emerald? I can't believe it!

upon noticing his wife's face contorted with anger after exiting

you not to get

threw her phone at the end of the bed, and hollered,

his gaze between his furious wife, who was leaning against the bedpost, and the phone

getting a clear look at the content of the news, he rubbed

fall far from the tree. The disciple and the master are both of the same

Zeke alone this way. Whenever I think about the possibility of her being my sister-in-law, my

he say

pillow next to her and flung

he be cracking

should

could tell she was pleading for help. He strode

Juliana is doing this? I don't believe she would use her life as a stake for the sake of that red emerald. There must be another

for a moment. He suggested, “The Hoffman family requires their future patriarch to be married before allowing them to take over the position. It is possible that she wants to be in power as soon as possible, so she gives in.

if letting her return to her family is the right thing to do. That girl is in a hurry to gain power. I fear

learn never to give up when frustrated. Her efforts and hard work must be ten times or a hundred times harder than others if

said, “You're right. I called Julie just now, but she didn't answer it. I guess she fears that I might confront

worry about her. I will have someone monitor the Hoffman family closely. If anything happens, I will

“Okay. Please do so.”

Zeke furrowed his brows

the Hoffman family not long ago. Why