Chapter 987

Anthony was about to get into the car, before he turned around and walked back to Anne. Anne had thought that he needed to say something, but he simply covered the triplets' eyes with both his hands and pressed his lips against hers, giving her a nibble before finally letting go. The triplets did not know what had happened, and only noticed that their father had gotten into the car and their mother's face was flushing like a ripped apple. Anne accompanied the children to draw in the living room when her phone rang. She glanced over and saw Anthony's name on the screen, so she took her phone with her as she walked outside. "Anthony..." "I'm not coming home for lunch." "Oh, you are having lunch in the office?" "Yeah. I will go back later in the afternoon." "Sure. I'll let you get back to work." "Good girl." "I...I'm not a child..." Anne kept getting a feeling that Anthony was treating her like a child. "I agree," he said in a seductive tone. Anne could sense that he meant some