Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 709 I Wish It Was Your Child

Bailey knew that the pain of losing an arm was still within Shannon's limits to bear.

However, it was her lover's cold indifference that had driven her into the abyss of agony, allowing her to taste a

heart-wrenching, bone-searing torment.

Bailey might advise Victoria to let go of the past and accept Lionel anew or encourage Wendy to discard past

grievances and rekindle her romance with Holden. Despite that, she would never persuade Shannon to forgive

Micah.

The advice from friends and family was undoubtedly salt in the wound, causing Shannon even more pain.

The pain of losing an arm, the grief of losing a child, and the removal of her womb—Bailey didn't know what

reasons Shannon had left to forgive Micah.

Similarly, she didn't know what reasons there were for them to be together again.

Hence, at the time of their parting, Bailey said nothing and offered no advice. She merely asked about Shannon's

future plans.

If Shannon wanted to break free from Micah's entanglement, she could lend a helping hand.

Shannon seemed to have read Bailey's mind and chuckled softly. “Previously, you didn't know Artemis. Naturally,

you didn't know Micah either, but now, it's different. You've become close to Artemis, and Micah has to address you

as 'sister-in-law' respectfully. I won't make any requests that would put you in a difficult position. As for returning to

Tarragon, it's something I've always desired. Although clearing my name doesn't mean much to me, I'll follow my

mother and brother's will since it's what they wish for.”

Bailey let out a soft sigh. “Well, if you've made your choice, then I'll support you. What are your plans for the

future?”

With an indifferent expression etched across her face, Shannon shrugged her shoulders. “Perhaps I'll adopt a little

girl and find a city unknown to others, raise the child to adulthood, and as I grow old, she'll care for me until my last

days.”

Then, Shannon turned to head for the door and said, “Take care of yourself. We shall meet again.”

Bailey's eyes began to turn misty.

They all said she was strong-willed, but she felt only someone like Shannon, who had endured such suffering and

still persevered, deserved to be called “resilient.”

Shannon, your story is more captivating than mine, filled with pain, but in the end, it has not been a journey taken in

vain. If possible, I would have hoped that you and Micah could support each other and continue on. You and Micah

are like two wounded hearts, each seeking solace alone. This would only serve to magnify your pain. Perhaps the

two of you might be able to find a way out of this bleak world if you hold on tightly to one another.

“What are you thinking about? You were so lost in thought that you didn't even notice me coming in.”

A deep and resonant voice belonging to Artemis sounded beside her ear, pulling Bailey back from her wandering

thoughts.

Her gaze instinctively lifted to meet his, and she extended her hand toward him. “Let me see.”

Artemis was stumped for a moment, but upon realizing what she meant, he couldn't help but laugh. “You truly know

me well. It seems I won't be able to escape your watchful eyes in the future.”

Bailey snorted. “That's more like it. Now, show me the report.”

Artemis pulled the examination report from his pocket. “Blood work and CT scan, performed by Justin personally.

There are no issues, so you should be reassured now.”

Bailey flipped through it and indeed found no problems, but she couldn't rule out that he had given her a fake

report.

Sensing her hesitation, Artemis smiled bitterly. “You're the world's top hacker who can easily bring down the entire

healthcare system. How could I deceive you? If you don't believe me, you can perform the examination yourself.”

Bailey glared at him. “If there's no problem, then there's no problem. If I examined you myself, wouldn't that be like

anticipating something to go wrong?”

As she finished speaking, she straightened her body, then reached out to wrap her arms around his waist. She

rested her face against his chest to listen to his strong and steady heartbeat.

“Artemis, even though I know your intentions, I can't sense if anything goes wrong with your body. So, no matter

what happens, don't hide it from me. People say I can do anything, but I am afraid that one day when I open my

eyes, you will have vanished from my world.”

Artemis leaned down, pressing against her. His slender fingers traced her cheek in a lingering caress.

“Don't let your thoughts run wild in there. With your current condition, I dare not even leave Hallsbay. Or... maybe I

don't go to the Tarragon headquarters. I should just stay by your side to accompany you,” Artemis suggested.

Bailey really wanted him to stay, but the image of Shannon's silhouette when she left lingered in Bailey's mind.

As the leader of Tarragon, it was only by Artemis' hand that Shannon could be vindicated for the many years of

humiliation and burden she had borne.

That woman was her closest friend, who had been encouraging her to live on with thoughts of revenge these past

years.

“What are you thinking about? You were so lost in thought that you didn't even notice me coming in.”

Now that the opportunity had arisen, as a friend, it was her duty to support Shannon to the fullest extent.

“No need,” Bailey said. “You must fulfill your duties, and I cannot hold you back. Now that I know you're fine, my

heart is at ease. Go and do what you must, and I promise not to let my thoughts run wild. I'll be here, waiting for

your return.”

Artemis reached out to pinch her nose, leaning in closer to her.

Bailey glared at him. “What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” Artemis asked teasingly.

Bailey was rendered speechless.

Did I really have to ask?

In the adjacent hospital room, Veronique, who had been in a coma for several days, finally awoke.

She looked at her closest family members by her bedside. Noticing their red and swollen eyes, Veronique said in a

hoarse voice, “The universe truly does enjoy playing games with people. Why not just take my life instead of letting

me live and wake up like this, causing you all to continue worrying?”

Bill's gaze instantly became stern as he scolded, “I'm still well and alive. Are you saying you want to die before I do?

Don't ever speak like that again. It's distressing.”

“Yes. We're all trying to find ways to save your life, so you mustn't give up on yourself. About Ms. Fletcher's

pregnancy—”

“Let me explain it to her since it was my doing after all,” Justin's voice interjected from the doorway.

Bill gave a cold snort and walked out of the room.

Yvonne hurriedly dragged Zephyr out as well.

The room fell silent as Justin approached Veronique's bedside. He conducted a checkup on her while explaining the

situation with Scarlett's unborn child.

“This is how it happened. We didn't tell you because we didn't want to sully your ears. Scarlett caused a major car

accident not long ago, and she was facing serious charges. If she had simply gone to jail and served her sentence,

she might have had a peaceful end. With Raiden acting as a mediator, Bailey wouldn't really have wanted her dead,

and she could've been discreetly released after a few years. However, she refused to admit defeat and tried to use

pregnancy as a means to escape punishment. Bailey outwitted her, and she's now in this predicament. This was

entirely of her own making,” Justin explained.

A bitter smile crept up Veronique's face. “I wish she was bearing your child, though.”

Justin's handsome face sank at her words.