Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 763 The Wife Is Not Easily Pacified

In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed. She repeated the same sentence in his consciousness, over and

over again.

If you die, I will die too. In the next life, I have pledged myself to Edmund, so we cannot continue our past

relationship. Please wake up swiftly.

Her own frail body could only endure for forty minutes before being forced to withdraw. As her consciousness

returned, she felt utterly drained and collapsed onto the bed. Upon hearing the commotion, Zeke rushed in from

outside.

“Bay, are you alright?”

Bailey shook her head, looking at Artemis who leaned against the head of the bed with his eyes closed, and let out

a silent sigh.

Did it fail?

If she had failed, it might be a while before she could use the dream-tailoring skill again. Who knew when the next

opportunity would arise? It could take ages.

“I'm fine, just wasted half an hour of effort. He didn't wake up,” she said, with a bitter smile.

She had initially believed that he would awaken upon hearing her promise to Edmund for their next life, but to her

surprise, he didn't. It was all because of that terrible idea from Cameron. Once she regained her strength, she

would certainly go and teach him a lesson.

Zeke's gaze swept over Artemis' body, and he furrowed his brow as he inquired, “What's his current condition? Will

he remain unconscious like this?” Bailey shook her head.

“I don't know. Just carry me back and let me rest for now. I'll figure it out once I regain my energy. There's no rush.

After all, he won't die anytime soon.”

Zeke playfully flicked her forehead twice and then leaned over to lift her into his arms.

“If only you had realized it sooner, we wouldn't be in this situation.”

In Hallsbay, at a corner coffee shop, Olivia stared coldly at the female doctor sitting across from her and asked

lightly, “Have you figured it out? If you have, then be honest.”

A hint of hesitation flickered in the eyes of the female doctor. As a doctor at the medical base, she possessed

certain knowledge about certain matters.

However, she knew that once it was exposed, she might not be able to remain at the medical base any longer. We

usually disclose everything you wish to know. However, I cannot divulge this particular matter as it impacts my

livelihood.

“Please spare me and let it go. I still have a large family to support,” the female doctor pleaded. Olivia took out a

check from her handbag and placed it on the table.

“This amount of money is enough for you to work at the medical base for twenty years. You're a smart person, so

you should know how to make the right choice, right?”

Olivia stated After a moment of silence, the determined expression in the female doctor's eyes began to waver. If

she didn't compromise, she would inevitably offend this noble lady.

In that case, Olivia might make things difficult for her, jeopardizing both her money and her reputation. It seemed

more prudent to accept the check and disclose everything she knew.

“Mr. Zain proposed fighting cancer with cancer and injected another type of cancer cell into Ms. Veronique's body.

Then, Mr. Xuereb enlisted the help of Mr. Yablon, the son of a prestigious family specializing in drugs, to concoct a

poison for Ms. Veronique.

“They attempted to eliminate both types of cancer cells by using toxins to make them devour each other. This

treatment plan is absurd. Based on my years of clinical experience, it is fundamentally unachievable,” the female

doctor revealed. Olivia's face displayed a look of astonishment.

Cancer fighting against cancer? Injecting toxins into the human body?

If all this fuss couldn't kill Veronique, she truly didn't know what else in this world could eliminate her.

“Are you sure this information is reliable?” Olivia questioned. The female doctor nodded confidently.

“I am certain,” she replied, reaching for the check on the table.

“If Mrs. Xuereb has no further questions, I'll take my leave now.” Olivia paid no attention to her, falling into

contemplation.

They wouldn't go through all this trouble without some chance of success. In other words, there was still hope for

that woman to survive. No, I have to take action while that woman is still in danger before she takes a turn for the

better. That way, not only would it increase the likelihood of success, but it would also divert suspicion and keep

everything concealed. When she died, they would assume that she succumbed to the ravages of the two types of

cancer cells.

Late at night, Bailey slowly regained consciousness.

She didn't open her eyes but gradually regained her consciousness. A familiar scent wafted to her nostrils, the

unique fragrance that belonged to Artemis. The hand hidden beneath the blanket slowly clenched into a fist, as her

entire body trembled lightly.

Artemis, have you awakened?

After contemplating for a while with her eyes closed, she managed to calm herself down slightly. When she finally

opened her eyes, she was met with a face that was deeply etched into her bones.

She wanted to cry, but feeling awkward, she forcefully suppressed the urge to cry. That man had provoked her

again. Despite her heartfelt plea to him last night, he stubbornly persisted in his own way.

If she forgave him just like that, he would only become more unscrupulous when faced with similar situations in the

future.

“Are you willing to open your eyes? I thought you would fall back asleep again.” A teasing voice from Artemis

reached her ears. She couldn't help but snort coldly in her heart.

Who wants to play along with your jokes? Who's playing nice with you?

After lying in bed for a while until her limbs regained sensation, she propped herself up with her elbows and sat up.

Then she lifted the blanket, turned over, and got out of bed from the other side. Upon seeing her like that, Artemis

couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his forehead.

At that time, with multiple offenses combined, it might not be easy to appease the wife. After sitting by the bed for

a while, he got up and walked toward the bathroom. Bailey stared blankly at the mirror, her face devoid of any

expression. Artemis hugged her from behind, burying his handsome face in her neck.

“Are you planning to keep giving me the cold shoulder? I barely made it back from the jaws of death, can't you at

least welcome me?”

Bailey snapped back to reality, turned on the faucet, and cupped some hot water to wash her face. After finishing

washing up, she turned around to leave, but the man behind her refused to budge. She found herself plunging into

his embrace. Artemis lowered his head to look at her and chuckled, “Throwing yourself into my arms? Seems like

your body is much more honest than your mouth.”

Bailey remained silent, staring at him coldly, her gaze piercing through. Artemis kissed her, but she didn't react. He

teased her, but she still didn't respond. Artemis couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, “It seems like I've really

angered you this time. Continuing to pester you like this probably won't do any good.

“Ah, I thought my wife would praise me when I woke up, but I didn't expect this situation. If I had known, I wouldn't

have woken up.”

After speaking, he slightly turned his body, making way for her. Bailey sneered coldly inwardly.

Trying to provoke me? If you don't want to wake up, then so be it. If you have the guts, you can go back to being

unconscious. Hmph!

Artemis stood at the door with a bitter smile, thinking, This girl... she's quite difficult to please. However, her display

of such a willful and girlish demeanor was exactly what he had been hoping for. She had been so tired these past

few years, so it was good for her to challenge him and force him to come up with various ways to appease her.

“Wifey, it's okay to be angry, but don't let it affect your health, alright?”

Meanwhile, in Moranta, the International Socialite Gala sponsored by the Hoffman family took place at the

magnificent Golden Age Hotel. With over a hundred prominent socialites from around the world attending the

grand event, the grandeur of the occasion was unprecedented.

Inside the parking lot, Caridee held onto Astrid's arm and instructed, “Astrid, don't deliberately introduce me at the

gala. Try to keep my presence low-key. I don't want to attract attention.” Astrid's eyes flickered with a tinge of guilt.

“Caridee, I...” Before she could speak, a playful voice suddenly came from behind.

“Beautiful lady, we meet again.”