All Chapters of Bearing Triplets After Forced Marriage: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Benjamin's face darkened, and he said coldly, “This is none of your business.”After speaking, he exchanged a glance with Brad.Brad understood and led Amanda out. As they passed each other, Miranda’s gaze locked onto Amanda—this woman, her beauty was on par with Amanda's.In just half a month, there were now two such beautiful women around him.Mark stared fixedly at Amanda’s departing figure, his expression thoughtful.After waking up, Benjamin had already heard about how Miranda had repeatedly brought doctors to treat him. Now, looking at her, the smile on his lips was cold and dangerous.“Miss Lowe, while I was unconscious, you had doctors come treat me—I'm very grateful for your concern. But I’d still like you to give me their names. I want to personally thank them.”As soon as Miranda heard this, she knew—her chance had come. But what did the doctors matter?She believed that if it hadn’t been for her efforts, he wouldn’t have woken up at all.She stepped forward a few paces, ga

Claire saw the strange smile on her face and felt a wave of heartache. Her tone softened, “Everything’s ready.”Amanda had always trusted Claire when it came to getting things done. “Claire, I’ll go take my makeup off first.”Claire smiled. “Alright! I’ll go get things ready for you.”Amanda nodded and turned toward the lounge at the back.This entire floor belonged to her. The boutique and lounge were connected by a private corridor, accessible only to Claire and Cindy.Looking at her reflection—her Samantha makeup—she was stunning, absolutely breathtaking. But all she could do was let out a bitter smile.She slowly removed her makeup with remover, layer by layer. Fifteen minutes later, she had changed back into the clothes she’d worn when she first arrived.Claire walked in carrying a bag. “Everything’s inside.”“Mm, thank you.” Amanda patted her on the shoulder. Claire wasn’t just a trusted aide—she was a friend. She’d been helping Amanda run the building all this time.She was als

Amanda slowly turned around, facing Benjamin who had clearly been waiting for her to return.“What is it?” she asked, a trace of confusion flickering through her peach blossom eyes as she caught the coldness in his gaze.Benjamin stared at her furiously, his voice sharp:“Who told you to take Mark out?”Amanda frowned slightly. She hadn’t taken Mark out. But Benjamin wasn’t the kind of person to make baseless accusations.His gaze shifted toward Mark, who stood not far away with his eyes lowered in silence. From his younger brother’s words earlier, he had already gathered that Amanda was his mother.He had always been clever, with an exceptional talent for painting.His thoughts and reasoning were different from most children.“I—”Amanda had only just started to speak when Benjamin cut her off angrily.“Amanda! What were you doing at Royal No.1? And you took Mark with you? What were you thinking? Trying to get him killed?” His tone was filled with rage. “Do you realize how dangerous

Terry stepped out of the bathroom and froze when he saw Benjamin.Did he… come out the wrong door?His little mouth hung open slightly, face dazed and confused.Benjamin, sitting in his wheelchair, had that natural aura of power even when he wasn’t angry. His sharp peach blossom eyes seemed to hold a bottomless depth.But the moment his gaze landed on the boy, it softened noticeably.Unfortunately, Terry already had a terrible impression of him.This was the bad guy who bullied Mommy—he was definitely not a good person.“Hmph!”Terry huffed silently in his heart and walked forward, hands feeling along the walls.He remembered someone had said the big brother’s eyes didn’t work.His gaze flickered—his brother was still in the room.What if they got caught?If something happened to him, Mommy would definitely cry herself unconscious in the bathroom!Benjamin noticed something odd about his “son’s” behavior for a brief moment. But after observing closely, he didn’t see anything wrong.“W

Amanda opened the door—Two bodyguards were dragging in Barry.Their eyes met.Barry instinctively looked away, guilt and shame written all over him.A man’s pride wouldn’t let him show this kind of humiliation in front of Amanda—Yet he had nowhere to hide.Amanda, however, was not surprised.This was exactly what she had anticipated.Barry looked utterly disgraced—His hair was a mess, his eyes red and swollen, the corner of his mouth bruised blue, with blood still seeping from torn skin.This was the once-suave and elegant gentleman—Now reduced to a pitiful wreck before the head of the Schmidt family, as small as an ant, as low as a dog.For the first time in her life, Amanda saw Barry like this.And it was deeply satisfying.“Madam,” the two bodyguards greeted respectfully.Amanda nodded faintly and turned back inside, leaving Barry with a proud, unbending silhouette—Beautiful like bamboo: slender, but unwavering.Suddenly, Benjamin’s cold, icy voice pierced through the air:“Br