Chapter 32 “Today is the first day!” Chris said happily. “Fourteen days, we still need to wait for a long time…” Chloe said.
Nancy grabbed their soft hands and said, “Let’s wait together. Mama will come back. Mama is working hard there, so let’s work hard together here, okay?”
“Sure!”
Anne was restless all day, and she was worried about the child, even though Nancy said that the child has fine now. As their mother, she still felt worried as long as she was not by their side. Would they cry without her?
She would get worried about the child even when they had a fall. Her distress would only be more pronounced now they were sick.
As soon as she got home, Anne immediately video called Nancy. However, as soon as the call was made, she hung up immediately, as if she was afraid of something.
Could she video call her kids in the state she was in now?
When the child saw her, or when she saw the child, could she calm down?
Would she act impulsively after seeing her children, and then be discovered by Anthony?
She was worried about her children, but she was also afraid that her children would be taken away by Anthony!
sat on the ground in distress,
Anthony
a notification on the phone on her lap.
up and read it. It was sent by Anthony.
that Anthony’s car was just outside
was disgusted by the commanding tone of the
just rolled on the sofa
best she could
three seconds, she grabbed her phone again and
saw the message, his face
courage to reject him.
emotions and answered , “I’m very tired from work and
you want me to go up and find you in person?” Anthony did
That sounded like a question, but Anne knew it was a
After speaking, Anthony
braced herself to deal with the
door, and Anne immediately felt his ominous presence in the car. She was under
She glanced nervously at the shadowy figure, daringly climbed into the car, and sat down on her seat.
The door was closed, and the car drove out of the community.
“Where are we going?” Anne asked. Anthony glanced at her coldly, not intending to tell her. It was another chaotic bar.
Entering the place, there were men and women inside.
When they saw Anthony, they all stood up. They knew him. “Mr. Marwood!”
“I thought that Mr. Marwood wouldn’t be meeting us as he was busy with a beauty.” One of the men said with a smile.
Naturally, he had seen Anne following behind Anthony.
A man like Anthony was never short of women.
“Not really. I’m not such a spoilsport.” Anthony’s tone was neutral.
The Mr. Zabinski laughed, “We were all waiting for you!”
Anthony sat down on the sofa, leaned back, looked lazily and coldly at Anne who was standing there at a loss. “Go and accompany Mr. Zabinski.”