Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 479
“Don't.” Bailey glared at him.
Artemis ignored her and continued roaming his hand on her body.
Exasperated, Bailey could only use the baby in her belly as an excuse. “We can't have sex in the first three months, or it will
affect the pregnancy.”
He reached out to brush his fingers across her lips, smirking. “Well, your lips seem just fine. I'm sure we won't affect the
pregnancy if we put your lips to use, right?”
Words eluded Bailey.
Meanwhile, Victoria stood by the door to the bedroom in the Saunders residence. The air was filled with a strong medicinal smell.
Tears brimmed in her eyes as she took in the emaciated figure on the bed. She could not help trembling at that sight.
It had only been slightly more than one month since she left, but the strong and reliable figure in her memories had now become
so haggard and skinny.
Victoria was not a fool. Naturally, she knew her father's time was almost up.
“Vicky, is that you?”
A raspy and hoarse voice rang out inside the room, calling her name. Victoria stumbled into the room and rushed toward the
bed, crying out loud, “Dad... Dad...”
Vincent laboriously lifted his hand and caressed his daughter's head. “My time is almost up, and I can only leave behind a broken
and worn down Saunders family to you. If you can handle it, then you should keep it. Otherwise, you can give it up, find a
suitable place, and start a new life there.”
Victoria shook her head fervently as tears rolled down her cheeks. “No. Don't say that. You're still young. You won't die so soon.
Bay is a skilled doctor. I'm sure she can find a way to save you. I am certain about that.”
Then, she frantically searched for her phone.

Vincent almost used up all his energy to say those words, and he could no longer stop his daughter from doing anything. All he
could do was watch her run out of the bedroom in a panic.
“Mr. Saunders, just let Ms. Saunders look for Ms. Jefferson. This is her responsibility as your daughter, and it will make her feel
more at ease by doing that,” said the butler standing next to him.
Cough! Cough!
Vincent started coughing violently and tried to form a complete sentence in between, asking, “Is... Is she really pregnant with the
Gezmond brat's baby?”
The butler nodded in response. “The person you dispatched to protect her reported back to me that she went for a pregnancy
checkup in Belmonia Island. From the hospital records, it's true that Ms. Saunders is pregnant.”
Vincent's hand, which was hanging in the air, fell limp to the side. He stared at the ceiling with despair and dread filling his cloudy
eyes.
“What an ill-fated relationship! Despite what I did in the past to force them to part ways, they still ended up back in each other's
lives again. Fiona, how are you going to rest in peace knowing this?”
The butler wiped his tears away and said with a choked voice, “Should we tell Ms. Saunders about what happened back then?
She has the right to know her mother died a terrible death.”
“No. No. We can't.” Vincent resisted the idea with all his might.
The butler hurriedly went over and held him back down. “You're too weak to move around.”
Vincent grabbed the butler's wrist and said sternly, “Promise me. Promise me to keep it a secret in your heart. Carry this secret
to your grave, and don't tell anyone, especially Vicky. We can't let her find out about this, or she will be miserable for the rest of
her life.”
The butler sobbed and said in a trembling voice, “Okay. I won't tell. I won't tell her. Ms. Saunders will never know her mother—”
He immediately stopped talking, clearly afraid that he would accidentally reveal the truth.
In the meantime, at the Luther residence, Bailey softly panted while lying in bed.
She glared at the man next to her, who was seemingly in a good mood, and gritted her teeth hard.

D*mn it! My mouth stinks because of him!
“Go out,” she said.
Artemis shook his head. “I'll have to carry you to the bathroom so you could freshen up.”
She was at a loss for words.
Then, the phone she placed next to the bed rang.
Artemis walked over and looked at the screen. “It's from Victoria. Do you want to answer it?”
Victoria? I think she's back from Belmonia Island. If I'm not mistaken, someone at home called and told her to rush back home
because Vincent's condition had worsened.
Thinking of that, Bailey hurriedly reached for the phone.
“Vicky, what's wrong?” she asked.
Victoria was heard crying over the phone, and she sounded heartbroken.
Bailey immediately got anxious.
Victoria was her best friend and her soulmate. If Victoria had not rushed to the hospital in time back then, Bailey and her kids
would have died.
Afterward, Victoria also helped her raise Zayron and Susan.
Thus, the woman was essential in Bailey's and her children's lives.
“What's wrong? Talk to me. Slow down. Stay calm.”
“Bay, can you save my dad? Can you please save him? He's my only family. If he dies, the Saunders family will be ruined for
sure!”
Bailey immediately tightened her grip on the phone when she heard that.
Sure enough, Vincent was in a critical condition.

“All right. I'll rush to the Saunders residence right away. Listen to me. Don't get too anxious about this. Calm down. I've got you.”
With that, Bailey got out of bed and strode toward the bathroom.
A moment later, the sound of her throwing up rang out from inside.
She had always had serious pregnancy nausea, and what Artemis did to her only served to worsen her situation. Her mouth was
filled with a revolting taste, but she was too focused on consoling Victoria over the phone, so she suppressed her nausea and
only threw up after ending the call.
Hearing that, Artemis narrowed his eyes and belatedly realized he was being inconsiderate.
She was still in the early stage of her pregnancy when her morning sickness was the worst, yet he made her satisfy his desire
without considering her feelings.