Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies

Chapter 1601

Seeing that she did not move at all, Tommy said, "It won't be good for you if you don't eat."

Anne thought that he made sense. If she did not eat, she would go hungry and would have no strength later. How could she fight with Tommy then? It was because she refused to eat and only drank water while hiding in her room that Tommy drugged her.

After a while, she seemed to have figured it out.

She picked up the fork and started eating the fish.

Tommy saw her eating and asked, ’How was it?"

"Could it be that you're the one who made it?" Anne looked up and shot a glance at him lazily.

"That's correct. I am the one who made it."

Anne thought, 'Is this something worthy to be praised?'

"It must be tough for you to do such a thing on top of everything else."

"If you're worried that it's tough for me, why don't you make it with me?"

"I don't know how to cook."

"How great. You just have to enjoy being served." Tommy clicked his tongue, but he was looking at Anne with a doting gaze.

Anne felt that he was sick in the head.

She thought that he captured her to torture her and humiliate Anthony while he was at it. She did not expect that he would make her fish for dinner.

"You won't put something in the food, right?" She put down her fork.

Tommy waved the fork in his hand. "I'm eating it as well, am I not?"

"You can take the antidote beforehand and poison me," said Anne.

"Nonsense."

"How did you handle it when I rubbed the fluid on your skin then? You still used the cure, didn't you?" Anne asked.

"You want the cure?"

"Would you give it to me?"

'Til give it to you if your performance is good."

Anne doubted him, but she did not say it out loud.

It was impossible to get the cure immediately since she had just arrived anyway. She should just endure it for the time being. Once she noticed where the cure was, she would immediately subdue Tommy. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

After they finished their dinner, the leftovers were taken away.

"Do you want to take a shower together?" Tommy asked. Seeing Anne looking at him coldly, he said, "Fine. I'll go first."

Upon saying that, he turned and entered the bathroom.

Anne calmed herself down and persuaded herself not to make a scene. However, what about the sleeping arrangement after that? Were they truly going to sleep together?

She glanced at the bed. It was more than enough for two people to sleep on it. They could be separated in the middle.

If Tommy dared to touch her, she would drag him along with her to hell.

Ten minutes later, Tommy came out after he was done showering. ’Go take a shower."

"I'm not going to."

"Don't you feel dirty?" Tommy was a little disgusted.

"I can sleep on the couch if you think I'm dirty," said Anne.

"No. We'll sleep together." Tommy got on the bed, then he called out to her, "Come here."

"You want to touch me?" Anne looked at him with her guard on.

"Don't worry. I still don't want to do anything to you now, but that might not be the case if you don't do as I say," said Tommy.

Anne was half convinced. She just remained sitting without moving at all. It was absolutely impossible for her to do that kind of thing with other men.

She was forced by Anthony in the past, but he had always been the only man for her.

"Come here." Tommy personally pulled her to bed.

Anne did not have the strength to resist. As soon as she exerted a force, she would go weak.

In the end, Tommy got her onto the bed.

As soon as Anne touched the bed, she immediately cowered in the inner corner and stayed far away from him.

Tommy did not mind her reaction.

He lifted the covers and got into bed, lying in the outer corner.

"Are you prepared to sit there for the whole night? I'm not a patient person."

"Tommy, if you dare to touch me, I'll definitely kill you."

"So what are you afraid of?"

Anne lay down, sticking herself to the edge of the bed. When Tommy rolled over, her body immediately reacted and moved to the side.

"You'll fall over if you move again." Tommy looked at her while lying on his side with his head resting on his hand.