Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby (Charlotte and Zachary)

Watching as the cars drove away, Francesca finally breathed a sigh of relief. She closed the door to the courtyard and went back into the house.

“They've all left?” Anthony asked urgently.

“Yes.” As Francesca gazed at the triplets on the bed, her expression dimmed. They're only three months old and not in perfect health at that. Who's going to care for them now that I'm leaving?

“Don't tell me you agreed?” Anthony eyed her with a frown. “| didn't want to do so, but | can't do nothing and let him die either. After all, he's the kids' father.” Francesca heaved a sigh.

“Well, that's true.” Anthony understood that much. Subsequently, he queried, “But what about the kids while you're gone? Why don't you have them transport Danrique over for treatment?”

“No, it'll cause even greater trouble to transport him here. All those enemies of his will be attracted here,” Francesca declined resolutely.

“That makes sense.” Anthony bobbed his head in agreement.

Francesca stared at the triplets with reluctance written all over her face. “I'll go over for a look and try to come back as soon as possible. The kids aren't feeding on breast milk anyway, so you'll have no problems taking care of them.”

“Till go with...” Anthony wanted to insist on going with her as he did in the past, but he changed his tune at the thought of the triplets. “All right, then. I've got to stay and take care of the kids.”

Francesca kissed each of the triplets tenderly. “Yeah. Fortunately, they're already fine now. I'll leave some basic medicine at home. If one of them catches a cold, runs a fever, has a stomachache, or the like, just feed her the medicine. Call me if it's something serious. I'll return immediately.”

In response, Anthony nodded. “Got it. Since you've decided to go, make it fast. I'll be here, so don't worry.” “Okay.” After packing her medical kit and needle pouch, Francesca hugged each triplet. “I'm leaving. Things here will be on you.”

“Rest easy.” Looking at her worriedly, Anthony warned, “Don't stir up trouble while you're there, and come back quickly after treating the man.”

“| will.” Francesca patted him on the shoulder before leaving in a hurry.

“Wait a moment, Fran!” Kimberley hurried out and handed her a lunch box. “You didn't have dinner, and it'll take two hours down the mountain. Don't go hungry.”

“Thank you, Mdm. Parker!”

Francesca hugged her before leaving quickly, but she spotted Sean by the roadside no sooner had she gone a kilometer away from the courtyard. Beside the man was an empty car.

It was evident that everyone else had gone down the mountain, and Sean was the only one there waiting for her. “It isn't easy to go down the mountain, so | waited here for you. There isn't anything else to it.” Swinging open the car door, Sean deferentially ushered her into the car.

Even after Francesca had gotten into the car, her eyes still drifted to the wooden loft behind her through the rearview mirror. Worry lingered within her.

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“You know about the kids?” Francesca's eyes went wide in shock.

“While Mr. Lindberg had no idea about your pregnancy, we all knew about it. Speaking of that, | should apologize to you.” Sean appeared to be exceedingly guilty.

“There's no need to apologize. It's good to keep him in the dark, lest he fights me for the kids,” Francesca replied placidly.

Following that, Sean murmured apologetically, “It must have been difficult for you throughout the past eas In truth, | Walked to tell Mim Lindberg about jt squatléss dines, bay viedBerg Corporation was shaky as long as the president remained in power. If Mr. Lindberg had a weakness, he'd easily fall into traps. For that reason, after much consideration, | decided to wait until Lindberg Corporation is in a stable condition before doing so. But | never expected this sudden turn...” Please read the original content at .

At that point, he stopped short and didn't continue speaking further.

“You made the right call,” Francesca announced in admiration. Then, she lamented, “If he'd kequin, wa" pregnant ha wok have easily let me leave. I'd have suffered more had | stayed at the Lindberg residence, and his days wouldn't have been easy either.” Please read the original content at .Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“That was also what | thought back then, so | didn't say anything. | was worried that you'd be mad at me.” Sean regarded her weakly.