Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies

Chapter 60

Chapter 60 She could not keep her phone closed at all times and had no choice but to switch it back on again at night.

Cheyenne knew that she could not call Anne‘s old number anymore, but calling the new number was just as risky.

If Anne was not in danger, she would surely call to reassure Cheyenne. At the moment, Cheyenne could only wait at home.

At noon, a maid went into the bedroom and came close to screaming when she walked in and saw the bed.

The maid frantically covered her mouth to stop herself from screaming, and only set her hand down once she had fully calmed down.

The bed was a mess, and so was the young woman who was laying on it. All signs of life had been drained from her and there were countless red marks on her arm, which looked awfully distinctive on her pale skin.

The maid approached Anne carefully.

Anthony had left the night before , so the maid had not expected for Anne to still be asleep, not to mention showing no sign of waking up at all. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

It was far too strange and the maid reported it to Hayden, who called Kathryn in for help.

When Kathryn entered the room, she was also shocked to see the state Anne was in.

She brushed Anne‘s hair out of her face and noticed that Anne did not seem ill, she simply looked as though she was asleep.

There was a box on the nightstand with a white pill in it, and Kathryn instinctively knew that it was a morning after pill.

Since Anne had not woken up just yet, she had yet to consume the pill.

Kathryn inspected Anne and saw no wound that could lead to loss of consciousness apart from the marks Anthony had left on Anne‘s body.

Anne was merely asleep and even her breathing was normal. This was usually the body‘s way to compensate for a much–needed rest after a long period of exhaustion because the body was completely drained.

Kathryn stepped out of the room and said, “It‘s fine. She‘s just asleep.”

“Asleep? It‘s been almost twenty–four hours,” Hayden said as he thought back to the time Anthony left the room.

“I know. Just wait for a while longer! Ask the maid to keep an eye on her. I will come by again if she‘s still not awake by tomorrow.”

The maid went to check on Anne later that night, but she was still asleep

The next morning, the maid noticed that Anne was finally awake, only that she was leaning back at the bedhead like a soulless doll.

The maid immediately went over and presented her with the pill on the nightstand. “Ms. Vallois, please take your

pill.”

Anne turned around to look at the maid. She did not have to ask to know what kind of pill that was. Without a word, she accepted the pill and swallowed them without hesitation.

The maid turned to leave once she had completed her mission.

“Hang on...” Anne muttered.

The maid turned around to look at her.

“I don‘t have anything to wear. Please …” Anne‘s voice was so hoarse that her words were barely recognizable .

The maid understood her request regardless and left.

Anne‘s head dropped to the side helplessly. She had thought that she would die, but to her surprise, she lived to see the sun rise again.

Coming to think of it, Anthony would have never given

her a quick death, and would rather torture her.

Anne had just woken up and had to adjust to the discomfort she felt throughout her body. She did not dare to inspect the wounds on her, knowing that her condition must be worse than what it had been two years ago.

Shortly after, the maid returned with a clean change of clothes.

They did not belong to Anne, because Anne‘s clothes had already been torn to shreds, so the maid had brought her new ones.

Once the maid exited the room, Anne slowly crawled out of bed, her legs were trembling and she gritted her teeth as she struggled to stand.

She wrapped herself with the blanket and headed into the bathroom with the clothes in hand.

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