All Chapters of Bearing Triplets After Forced Marriage: Chapter 651 - Chapter 660

Ellis froze. Looking into Claire’s eyes, she realized the woman wasn't bluffing. Panic flickered in her chest.She had damaged the dress herself, desperate to make Amanda look incompetent, knowing Amanda had designed part of the collection. But Claire’s dominant aura and sharp features were closing in, radiating a pressure that made Ellis instinctively take a step back.Claire’s lip curled in disdain. *This is the legendary Eldest Miss of the Reed family? No class.*"Miss Reed, let me educate you on this fabric," Claire said, her voice smooth but lethal. "This is top-tier acetate—a natural plant-based fiber refined from wood pulp. It has the luster of silk and a drape that is unparalleled. It is highly resilient, anti-static, and—most importantly—it does *not* pill. It’s designed to repel dust, not cling to it."She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "So, shall we send this gown to a lab? We can find out very quickly if it 'pilled' on its own or if it was intentionally

Brad leaned back into the velvet sofa, swirling a glass of amber liquid. He took a slow, elegant sip before setting the glass down with a soft click. "That ghost-routing software is two-way," he said coolly. "Send her a message. Set up a meeting."Howard, a man whose instincts had been sharpened by a lifetime of betrayals and setups, squinted. "Bad idea. If Benjamin goes to meet this 'woman' and someone snaps a photo, he’ll never be able to explain it to Amanda. They both know it’s a setup, sure, but if he actually goes through with a secret rendezvous? That’s a line you don't cross. Don't overestimate a woman's generosity in a relationship, boys. When it comes to the person they love, their hearts are smaller than the head of a pin."The other three men fell silent.Brad broke the quiet with a shrug. "My Tara isn't like that."The words grated on the ears of the other three. Jacob snorted. "You haven't even made a move yet. Since when is she 'yours'?"Brad let out a rare, proud smile

Amanda’s frozen gaze snapped toward the doctor. "I am a doctor myself, and more importantly, I am his wife. Since when does an outsider get to dictate my treatment? As a first responder, I appreciate you showing up, but your methods are incompetent. He doesn't need CPR—he was merely knocked unconscious by the impact. You couldn't even see that, could you?""I..." The doctor’s voice died in his throat. He had intended to put on a dramatic show to make the injuries look catastrophic; after all, "saving" a man of Benjamin’s status was a golden ticket to a fortune.But having his charade stripped bare by Amanda in front of the entire medical team left him red-faced and humiliated.Amanda turned to Gilbert. "Gilbert, pay their call-out fee and tell them to get lost.""Hmph! You’re ungrateful," the man spat, unwilling to let it go even if his payday had vanished. "You think your Traditional Chinese Medicine can handle this? You think you can operate on him with needles?"Amanda noticed his

"Amanda, stay a little longer." He didn't want her to leave his side.Without him even realizing when it happened, her presence had become woven into the very fabric of his life.Amanda reached out and tapped the tip of his nose with a slender finger. "Aren't you hungry? Because I am. You need to take your medicine soon, which means you have to eat. Tell me what you want, and I’ll make it for you."Since he was the "patient," she figured she should treat him to something special.Benjamin thought for a moment. "Just some porridge. Not too much meat.""Mhm. I'll be back soon.""Wait." Benjamin called out, catching her before she could turn.Amanda nearly blurted out, *Benjamin, you are so high-maintenance.* But seeing his pitiful, puppy-dog expression, she patiently walked back to the bedside. She leaned over, looking him in the eye with a playful smile. "Yes, Hubby? I’m listening."Hearing that airy, sweet tone, Benjamin felt his bones go weak.A wicked smirk played on his lips as he

Robin forced a relaxed tone, though his voice was still a bit raspy. "My chest hurts a bit, but everything else feels fine.""Mhm. You have a few fractured ribs. A few days of rest and you'll be back on your feet," Amanda assured him.Robin’s memory flickered back to the chaos, and he asked urgently, "Madam, how is the Benjamin? Is he badly hurt?"The situation had been so dire that he didn't even know when he’d blacked out. He just remembered a deafening ringing in his ears before the world went dark."He’s fine, don't worry. He took his medicine and is resting. Once you feel up to it, try to move around a little. Your injuries aren't too severe. I’m going upstairs to get you something to eat."As Amanda left, Robin sat up slowly, the scene of the crash replaying in his mind. He had successfully evaded the first truck, but the second one had been a trap he couldn't escape.*Damn it! Who is trying to kill us?*A flash of murderous intent flickered in his eyes. *Was it Jordan?* But Jor