Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies
Chapter 745

Chapter 745

Anne was brought into the room and pressed against the sofa by Anthony's powerful body. She felt short of breath.

"What do you want...uh...”

Anthony did not give her a chance to speak and kissed her.

Feeling Anthony's impatience, Anne became flustered and turned away. “Anthony, I don't..."

"Give me a reason why I shouldn't do this.”

A reason? What reason would work?

“You have to break up with Bianca,” she blurted out.

Sure enough, Anthony's movements stopped, and he looked at her with deep, sharp black eyes. "What did you say?”

“I don't want to be the third person in your marriage, and you can’t force me.” Anne looked resolute.

Anthony pinched her jaw and raised it, narrowing his back eyes dangerously. “I want you. Do you think you have a say in this matter?”

“I don't have the strength to resist you, but I will never forgive you.” Anne met her cold black eyes fearlessly. “If you can't, then let me go.”

"What good does it do you to go against me?” Anthony suppressed his desires for Anne. * Are you sure you won't ask me for anything in the future?”

“I can ask someone else.”

"Who? Lucas?” Anthony stood up, his face shrouded with a sinister expression. “I won't let him live!” After speaking, he slammed the door and left.

Anne slumped on the sofa, suffering from a headache.

She knew that she had offended Anthony again.

At least he did not do anything to her.

When she came back to her senses, her body was covered in water, and her clothes were sticking to her body. She should go to the bathroom to wash it.

How many days could she play at sea?

She should call Ashlynn later and tell her how to contact her here.

She left after taking a shower. Without Anthony in sight, she picked up the phone at the bar and called Ashlynn.

Ashlynn was going to clean the office when the phone on the desk rang

She glanced and answered, “Hello, who is this?"

“Ms. Thompson, it's me.”

“Ms. Vallois."

“Is the company okay?”

"Everything is fine for now. You don't need to worry.”

“If there is anything, you can call this number to look for me.”

"Okay, Ms. Vallois.”

After hanging up the phone, Ashlynn started cleaning.

Even if Anne was not around, she should still clean up as an assistant.

The top of the filing cabinet was a little high, and she could not reach it.

She brought a small stool, stepped on it, and cleaned the top of the cabinet.

She could not reach inside, so she stood on tiptoe, but she lost her balance.

"Ah!" Ashlynn was startled. She knew the fall would hurt. Her body fell, and she closed her eyes, but when she expected pain, she fell into a soft embrace that broke her fall.

Ashlynn opened her eyes and was about to say thank you, but when she saw who was holding her, her expression turned from relief into fear.

She hastily got out of his arms, dodged aside, looking at him in panic.

It was the face that haunted her in her nightmares.

Even though she knew that this person was not Salvatore, she still could not control her fear. Corentin seemed puzzled. “Every time you see me, you seem scared. Why?" 1

Ashlynn did not dare to look at his face. Why? She felt pain in her heart every time she saw him. Corentin did not ask further. “Where is Ms. Vallois?”

Only then did Ashlynn reply, “Ms. Vallois went out to play with her children, and she said she would be back in a few days, and she told me to call her if anything happened. Do you want the number? She did not bring her mobile phone with her.”

“No need.” Corentin turned around to leave, stopped after walking two steps, and looked back at Ashlynn.

Ashlynn immediately lowered her head, feeling very nervous and wishing he would leave quickly. “I bumped into you last time and haven't apologized. Since Ms. Vallois is not here, may I treat you to dinner?” Corentin invited politely.

“No, I'll go home for dinner,” Ashlynn refused.

How could she have dinner with him?

She dared not...

“Is there someone waiting for you when you go home?” Corentin asked with a slight smile. Ashlynn’s eyes flickered uneasily and said, “No, I have a pet dog at home. I want to go back and feed it...”

Corentin did not force her. “Alright then,” he said and left the office.

As soon as the door was closed, Ashlynn realized that her forehead was covered with cold sweat. “Ashlynn, don't be afraid, he is not Salvatore, he just looks like him, don't be afraid...”

When she got off work, she did not expect a thunderstorm.

Ashlynn put the bag over her head and moved toward the subway station, passing under bus stops and trees.

When she was under the tree, a Bintley pulled up, and the door opened.

Corentin got out of the car, holding a black umbrella.