Ashlynn saw the face under the umbrella, walking toward her. She was so frightened that she backed away and bumped her back against the tree behind her. "What a coincidence," Corentin said. "Hello, Mr. Lloyd..." Ashlynn's eyes flickered. Corentin glanced at the tree behind her, raised the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Don't you know that you can't stand under a tree when it's raining?" Ashlynn noticed that his polite smile was different from Salvatore's evil smile. She said, "I didn't see any lightning. I was just taking shelter temporarily." "Get in the car. I'll see you off." Ashlynn was flattered. "Thank you, Mr. Lloyd, but I can take the subway." "The subway is still some distance away. Do you want me to take you to the subway?" Corentin kindly said. "No...no, goodbye, Mr. Lloyd!" Before Corentin could respond, she walked out of the shelter of the tree and rushed into the heavy rain. Corentin stood there holding an umbrella, along with the continu
Anne watched from the side. Anthony really got whatever he wanted. This part of the sea did not seem to be deep. "Papa, will this fish be too lonely? I'll catch some smaller fish," Chloe said. "It will eat the small fish," Anthony said. "What!" Chloe looked terrified. Anthony asked, "Do you still want to raise it?" Chloe looked at the leopard coral trout swimming around in the fish tank, hesitated for a while, and then nodded. "Will it starve to death if I don't feed it?" "Yes." Charlie came over to comfort her. "If you don't want to raise it and throw it in the sea, it will still eat other small fish." Seeing her daughter's helpless look, Anne glared at Anthony, wondering why he was telling Chloe that. She held Chloe's hand. "You can give it fish food." Regardless of Anne's glares, Anthony hugged Chloe and said to her, "The weak are prey to the strong, only the fittest survive. That's the way of nature." "That's right, big fish eat small fish!" replied Charlie.
"No, you go and play!" she refused. "Mama doesn't want to play with us..." Chloe looked sad. Anne gave in when she saw the expressions of the three children that went from happy to disappointed. "Okay, let's go," she agreed. After putting on the small oxygen cylinder and the respirator in her mouth, she hesitated again. She felt like she was going to hell instead of going to sea. Seeing the triplets being taken into the water by the bodyguards, she was terrified. "Is the oxygen tank okay? You three have to bite the respirators in your mouths and don't let go. Did you learn how to breathe just now? What if... what if they can't breathe underwater?" "Mmmmmm!" Chloe bit the respirator and said. Anne laughed dryly and did not understand a word she said. She supposed it was words of encouragement. The triplets waved to her, and jumped into the water one by one in a blink of an eye, disappearing into the water. Just as Anne was about to yell out, she saw the bodyguards ha
She would not be able to see this from an aquarium. Anne raised her hand, and a small pink fish pecked her finger, tickling her and making her laugh uncontrollably. Anthony looked at her, his eyes darker than the bottom of the sea. Anne still did not dare to let go of Anthony's hands when her feet touched the ground. After all, being in the water was different from being on land, and she could not stand firmly if she did not have a foothold. Her body swayed with the currents of the water. Looking up, she saw the triplets not far away, squatting to pick up shellfish on the gravel. Charlie was holding a fish that looked like a centipede in his hand, and Anne was so startled that she pointed his finger at it. Charlie let go after playing for a while, and the fish slid into its den. Anne did not care about it, thinking it would not be dangerous there. If it was dangerous, Anthony would not have let the children come here. Anne turned her head to look elsewhere on the se
She rarely visited the ocean. It would be a pity if she did not take any pictures. Just as she was thinking about it, she felt the hand on her loosen, which scared Anne, and tightened her grip on Anthony's hand. Anthony pointed to the stone next to the huge coral and then pointed behind him. Anne saw the bodyguard following behind, holding a camera in his hand. How could he know what he was thinking? Anne squatted on top of the stone with Anthony's help. Then Anthony let go of her hand, went down, and waved at her. Anne squatted on the rock and instantly knew what she needed to do for the photo. If she swam, would she make a fool of herself? Would it look good? She was overthinking. Anthony waited for her. If Anne did not want to shoot, she would not let go of his hand. Anne was thinking about how to swim down from above and how to look good in the picture. She was fixated on thinking about how to look best in the photo. Looking at Anthony standing below, he
He meant that all the seafood that was caught was not allowed to be eaten. He was just leaving them hanging when they wanted to eat seafood! Anne sighed. She really had forgotten about her seafood allergy. She even mentioned that she wanted to eat stewed eggs with sea urchins! When she turned around, she saw that the bodyguard was about to throw the sea urchin into the sea, so she hurried over to stop it. "Can you not throw it away? I can't eat them, but other people can. I want to give them away." The bodyguard was in a dilemma. After all, Mr. Marwood ordered him to throw it away. "It's okay. You put it aside, I'll go and tell Anthony about it." Anne caught up with Anthony. "Anthony, Anthony, can we not throw away the sea urchins? I'll pack it up and take it home to give them away!" Anthony looked at her sharply as if he wanted to penetrate her soul, and he said, "Keep them then." Anne looked at Anthony and could not help but feel happy. He had not given specific order
"Will Papa sleep with me?" Chris looked eagerly at Papa, who was sitting on the sofa. "You guys go ahead. I'll catch up later." Anthony glanced at Anne. With a sullen face, Anne took the children away from the deck. She wondered if Anthony was just being perfunctory to the children or if he meant it. Although they were on a yacht, the bed was quite big. When Anthony entered the room, Anne and the children had already fallen asleep. He only came in five minutes later than they did. She slept deeply, and the children slept beside her. He stared at them for a long time. However, Anthony placed his hand on the pillow, pinched Anne's chin with the other hand, and said dangerously, "What a wonderful idea of having the children sleep with you so that I can't sleep with you." "Hmm..." Anne hummed unconsciously, turned over, instinctively hugged Charlie, who was closest to her, and continued to sleep. The back of Anthony's hand caressed her delicate face. Only he could dec
Ashlynn walked over without looking at them, passing in front of them. The men whistled at her, but she ignored them. A finished cigarette fell in front of her, making her pause in her tracks. Then, she kept walking. One of the gangsters stood in front of her, preventing her from leaving. "Hey gorgeous, where are you going? Do you want my brothers to accompany you? They are free now." The gangster stared at her with lewd eyes. The few men who were leaning against the wall also circled behind Ashlynn, flanking her back and forth, preventing her from moving forward or retreating. "No need for that. Can you make way?" Ashlynn asked. "No need? Are you sure?" The gangster in front moved closer to her. Ashlynn took a step back, walked away, and quickened her pace. "Don't go, gorgeous." The gangster stepped forward and grabbed Ashlynn's shoulder. Ashlynn's eyes flashed sharply, and she grabbed his hand with her left hand and threw him over his shoulder. The gangster scre