Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 708 Mother And Son

Holden sat by the bedside, looking at the woman on the bed.

After spending time with Wendy for the past few days, he realized something he should have known all along. Women were not to be trifled with. Dealing with them was far more troublesome than facing a hail of bullets.

“I'm heading to Tarragon headquarters in a couple of days. I've already spoken to Lionel, and he promised to take care of you during this period. As for the other matters, we'll talk about it when I get back.”

Wendy glanced at him coldly; her voice was flat and lifeless as she spoke. “Let's just part ways forever. Don't bother coming back to us once you leave Hallsbay. Our relationship soured when you decided to leave me in danger, even though you knew I was pregnant. I'm sorry, but I can't let you make it up to me in the future. And don't even think about using force to keep me here because I won't let you have your way.”

“I'm sorry,” Holden replied hoarsely, his voice raw with emotion. “It was dangerous back then, and I couldn't bring you to Tarragon with me. I had no choice but to leave you behind. I know I broke your heart, but I promise to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. But you can't tell me not to see you anymore. We have a connection, and our son is six years old now. I won't let you go, and you should take this time to think about it. If you push me too hard, I'll have no choice but to do things the hard way. There's no use escaping; I'll always get my way.”

Hearing his words, Wendy laughed in exasperation. “You're still as domineering as ever, but you're right. After all, Holden is a man who controls Tarragon and can make countless people tremble at his command. In contrast, I'm just a helpless woman with no backing. How can I fight against you? If you are bent on keeping me by your side, how can I ever escape?”

The man chuckled softly as he reached up to smooth a strand of hair from her forehead. “I'm glad you know your place. Many international tycoons have offered me their women, but I rejected them all. My love for you is unwavering, and I want you to be my wife. You should be honored.”

That was the last straw. Her anger surged, and she could feel her blood boiling with rage. “Get out,” she seethed.

Holden leaned in and planted a kiss on her forehead before grinning. “I guess you're just upset with me. I'll have to ask Artemis for some advice on how to please a woman.”

In the examination room, Justin studied the CT scan and blood report in his hand. “Aside from coughing up blood, have you experienced any other symptoms?”

just feel the blood churning in my chest. Once I spit it out, I feel

rest and monitor your condition? If you feel better, there's nothing to worry about. However, if things get worse, tell Bailey

to Tarragon headquarters in a few days. I shall seek the medical elder's opinion instead. Don't tell Bailey for now;

due to poisoning or internal injuries, the blood tests

at a five-star hotel, Philip sat on the couch with

beside him said, “Mr. Hoffman, you've saved the head of the Shurmer family, and they now owe you a favor. As such,

a seven-day incubation period, and the poison can't be detected if the

Micah and Holden? Micah is not a concern anymore; he is distracted by a woman

calculating glint flashed across Philip's eyes as he lightly

need to use a few tricks, and we can easily take advantage of

high-level secrets within the Hoffman family, and as a subordinate, he didn't have the

you mean, Mr. Hoffman? I'm too dull to understand

smiled and asked, “Do you know who's

man was taken aback. “Are you referring to Ms. Wendy's child? Didn't she marry the head of

interrupted, “No, it isn't Lionel's child. She was already pregnant when she married Lionel. The child

of alarm flashed past the middle-aged man's face. However, it disappeared quickly as he went on to ask, “Are you planning to abduct Ms. Wendy and her son and use

score. Wendy, who is injured, will

could fully understand Philip's intention. “Don't worry. I'll take care of this, Mr. Hoffman. When we