Anne went into the kitchen, stood next to him, and watched him prepare to crack the eggs. Then, she said, "Let me do it…""Who asked you to get out of bed?""I'm feeling much better." Then, Anne looked at the small egg in his hand and asked, "You know how to make a poached egg?""What's so difficult about that?" Anthony was about to crack the egg with both hands, looking very skilled. However, he directly crushed the egg the next second. The broken egg and shell all went into the pan."Pfft!" Anne laughed.Anthony cast a warning glance at her, and she finally stopped. "Umm… You don't have to use so much force to do that," Anne said. Anthony refilled the water and was ready to crack another egg. Although he controlled his strength this time, the shell was still crushed, and some fell into the pot.Anne was about to say it was fine, but Anthony threw the water and started again.The third time, Anthony reduced his strength a little, and the egg was finally cracked perfect
Anthony got up, walked to the couch in the living room, picked up his jacket, and put it on.His tall and slender figure has a terrorizing aura and a strong sense of oppression.He turned his body to the side slightly and his line of sight was staring at Anne, who was in front of the table.Anne was just about to take a bite of the poached egg when she felt a sense of pressure closing in on her from behind and her spine subconsciously stiffened.Anthony leaned down slightly from behind her. He put one hand on the edge of the table to support himself, enveloped Anne in his arms, and used his other hand to lift her jaw up. He then lowered his thin lips and kissed her lips.Anthony frowned. "Isn't it too sweet?" Anne was slightly panting. "...You're only realizing it now? You've poured half a bag of sugar into it, haven't you?"It was rare that Anthony was not confident because he indeed has done so."It's fine. I'll pour some water in later," said Anne as she looked at the black
He vanished just like that. Bianca certainly must be anxious.Just as she left the door, the phone in her bag rang.The phone that she bought herself would not have any sound even if there was an incoming call.She took out the phone and saw that it was Bianca calling. She did not answer the call.Just as she stuffed the phone bag into her bag…"Anne?"Anne was stunned for a moment. She turned around and saw her father, Nigel, walking out of the garage. He was looking at her in surprise."Dad…""You're here?" Nigel asked."I… I came to check out the progress of the renovation," said Anne as she avoided his gaze a little.Nigel believed what she said. After all, how could he have expected that Anthony would be staying next door?"Do you like the renovation?""Mm-hmm. I quite like it," said Anne.Nigel saw Anne's face and asked, "What's the matter? Are you not feeling well?""I had a fever the past two days and had been sleeping in the apartment," said Anne."You had a fev
Anne had no idea where her father got such confidence to think that Bianca would take care of her when she was ill.Perhaps in her father's eyes, Bianca was just a wilful princess and she did not harbor any ill will."Dad, what if I said that I like Anthony too?""What?" Nigel was so shocked that he almost lost control of the steering wheel.Anne said, "Otherwise, why would I have given birth to his children? Also, Dad, I'm more suitable to marry Anthony than Bianca. After all, I am the triplets' mother. Dad, it's better for you to go back and talk some sense into Bianca!"Nigel was unable to say anything at all.He did not expect that Anne would like Anthony.Otherwise, he would not have said all that."I'm sorry. I wasn't being considerate," Nigel apologized to her, "I've always thought that you hated him… Also, he hasn't been good to you because of your mother.""It's just some misunderstandings." Anne did not want to continue talking anymore. She felt very tired.Nigel tu
"I'm already back at my own home." After Anne said that, there was a long silence on the other end of the call, which gave her so much pressure that she directly changed the topic. "I had just gone downstairs when I bumped into my dad. Fortunately, he didn't notice which door I came out from.""Are you afraid?""I feel sheepish," Anne said honestly."What did he say to you?""He told me that you've gotten engaged but you've gone missing.""Whose fault was that?" Anthony accused her over the phone."Who was the one who made me come down with a fever?""Didn't you like it very much?"Anne pursed her lips and her expression was very awkward. The topic got weirder the more they spoke. "There's no need for you to send me food. I have it here. My dad prepared plenty for me. Go and keep your fiancee accompanied. She needs you to coax her very much right now.""Are you jealous?" Anthony's voice was slightly hoarse. It sounds like he was in quite a good mood.Anne did not say anything
Anne was sound asleep, but she felt something strange on her body. Someone was harassing her.She let out a couple of hums, turned around, covered the covers up to her head, and did her best to curl herself up like a shrimp.However, she was still being harassed and it did not stop no matter what, so much so that the covers over her head were lifted."Don't touch me. Let me sleep… Ah…" Anne's face was flushed and she was annoyed. Following that, she let out a scream and leaned her body back to hide.She opened her eyes and glared listlessly at Anthony, who was sitting at the edge of the bed."Is this what you mean by having lunch?"Anne searched and got her phone on the nightstand, looked at the time, and saw that it was already past noon.She put her phone down and continued curling herself up. "I'm not hungry…""I brought you food for you. Get up."Anne moved her head on the pillow a little, looked directly at him, and asked, "Did you have lunch together with Bianca at noon?
"Then…what did he say? When are the both of you going to get your marriage certificate?" That was what Dorothy cared about.Bianca sat on the couch without moving a muscle or saying a word.Dorothy became even more anxious. "Say something! What did Anthony say?""He didn't say anything, which is why it's scary." Bianca looked straight ahead with both fury and resentment."What do you mean? There's no follow-up to the matter of getting your marriage certificate anymore??" Dorothy was confused. "Wasn't he the one who agreed to go get a marriage certificate with you? He's going back on his words now? Does this sound like what the person in charge of the Archduke Group would say?""Anthony was with Anne in the two days he went missing. Anne must have said something to him!" Bianca was gritting her teeth when she was saying these words, and her eyes were filled with viciousness."This b*tch again!" Dorothy was so pissed that she paced around and was thinking of a way in her head to de
"Why should I talk some sense into her? Can't you tell that she likes Anthony? Never mind if you don't help her, but you even tried to deliver a blow to her. Is that what a father should do to her?""Can't you tell that she's very miserable? If Anthony respected her a little, would he not appear on the day they were supposed to get a marriage certificate?""It was because he was seduced by Anne!" Dorothy argued with him, "Just like Sarah. If she didn't seduce you, would you have initiated and slept with her? The daughter acts like that. The mother also acts like that. Have I owed them something in my past life? Now, they're even wrecking Bianca's happiness!"Nigel looked at her coldly. "You don't owe them anything, but you owe me! I initially thought that you can be a good wife, but have you achieved that? I regretted my decision back then. If I didn't marry you again, everything would have been fine!""I have made a mistake back then, but I've always been making it up to you! Can'