Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1109

Chapter 1109 Stomp Her Feet In Anger

The black-clad bodyguard nodded and asked, "What rumor?"

Faceless lowered her gaze to the porcelain bottle in her hand, a cryptic smile tugging at the corner of

her lips.

"So, the son of Bailey's mentor has fallen into the hands of a certain underground organization. They

want her to exchange something she holds for him, but she refuses, disregarding the fate of her

mentor's son."

The black-clad bodyguard looked at her with a hint of confusion, tentatively asking, "If we spread the

rumor this way, won't they trace it back to you? There's also the risk that if the item for exchange is

revealed, the secret of The Art of Semblance might be exposed, leading to countless people fighting

over it."

Faceless chuckled coldly. "Don't worry. Bailey is extremely cautious. She keeps the secrets of The Art

of Semblance tightly under wraps. She won't let them slip out. Even if we take a step back and assume

the secret gets out, that item will ultimately end up in my possession. After all, I have Traceless' son."

The black-clad bodyguard agreed, "You're right. I'll take care of it right away."

"Alright. Go ahead and stir up public opinion to its peak. I want to use the voices of outsiders to

pressure Bailey into handing over The Art of Semblance to save Traceless' son." Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

"Understood."

Inside the master bedroom of the Shurmer residence, Artemis was leaning against the head of the bed,

reading a book. Hearing the sound of a car horn outside, he quickly got up and walked over to the floor-

to-ceiling window.

Looking down, he saw Cameron helping Bailey out of the car. A flicker of light flashed in his eyes.

She had gone to find Rebecca, and he had been quite worried, afraid that the woman would speak

recklessly and expose his identity.

But on second thought, he really didn't need to be that nervous.

If Rebecca wasn't foolish, she wouldn't reveal his identity.

Because once Bailey realized that their relationship was merely professional, any grudges in her heart

would instantly vanish, which would bring no benefits to her.

Three minutes later, the door swung open and Bailey walked in from outside.

Her face was somewhat pale as she had vomited a few times on the road earlier. She was completely

drained. It would be strange if she was feeling well.

After entering the room, she went straight to the bed and lay down, resting with her eyes closed.

Seeing her blatantly ignore him, Artemis couldn't help but laugh.

It seems she is determined to give me the silent treatment indefinitely.

If I don't come clean about my relationship with Rebecca, she might continue to be upset like this.

In the past, it wouldn't have mattered.

But now, things were ultimately different. She was with child, and this suppressed frustration was

causing her the greatest distress, a pain that he too deeply felt.

He strolled over to the edge of the bed, bent down to lift her upper body, and then sat behind her,

cradling her entire being in his arms.

With her eyes closed, Bailey said somewhat angrily, "You think your son hasn't caused enough trouble,

so you're eagerly stepping in to stir things up even more, is that it?"

Artemis raised his eyebrows, his broad palm resting on her lower abdomen. He asked softly, "It's a

son?"

Bailey abruptly opened her eyes. "How would I know?"

"You clearly said it was a boy just now."

Bailey stared at him, not saying a word.

She just had a feeling that she was carrying a boy.

It was still early, so even she couldn't figure it out unless a blood test was done.

Artemis saw that she was truly upset. She figured that Rebecca must have said something to provoke

her.

"All right, since you're so upset, I'll be cruel if I keep things from you any longer. Calm down. I'll tell you

everything you want to know."

Bailey blinked, instantly reining in her anger, and looked at him with a beaming smile. "I'm not upset

anymore. Go ahead and speak."

It's true what they say about women being fickle.

He had never met someone whose mood changed so quickly.

"You forced me to say it, so if it makes you even more upset, you can't give me the silent treatment or

go on a hunger strike."

Bailey slightly narrowed her eyes as she said, "You haven't even started talking yet, but why do I

already have a bad feeling about this? There's only one thing that could make me even more upset

now, and that would be if you and Rebecca really do have some unspeakable history."

Artemis reached out and flicked her forehead. "Stop overthinking. It has nothing to do with romantic

feelings between men and women. Bay, you've been working internationally for several years now.

Have you encountered anyone you truly detest or someone you absolutely loathe?"

Bailey tilted her head in thought, then said with a gloomy expression, "Yes, there was the former

commander of Interpol, The Exterminator. I've stumbled many times under his hand and didn't gain any

advantage. If it weren't for his abrupt resignation and intentional vanishing act, I would go to great

lengths to drag him out and give him a sound beating."

Hmm... Judging by her tone, she truly despises The Exterminator.

Artemis gulped, feeling a bit discouraged inside.

His intuition told him this was a massive trap. Once he jumped in, there would be no way out.

"Listen, Wifey, Rebecca works for Interpol. When I was close to her, didn't you ever suspect that I might

be with Interpol too?"

Bailey's face froze, and her brain stopped working for three seconds.

Once she regained her senses, she abruptly tilted her head back to look at his face.

He's with Interpol? That can't be.

He's the leader of Tarragon. How could the Interpol risk compromising high-level secrets by letting him

join the force?

She thought about his past with Rebecca. If they weren't lovers, then they were colleagues, forced to

play the part of a couple for the sake of their mission.

"Are you really with Interpol? But that seems so unrealistic. How could you, the leader of a top

international organization, commanding most of the underground forces worldwide, possibly be a cop?"

Besides, with his abilities and skills, he shouldn't be settling for a minor role in the police force.

Unless...

Seemingly struck by a sudden realization, Bailey widened her eyes dramatically, her face filled with

disbelief.

"You... You are... You are..."

As she spoke, she forcefully broke free from his grasp, leaping off the bed, her anger uncontrollable as

she exclaimed, "So it's you. It's really you."

Artemis reached out and gently took hold of her hand that hung by her side, cautiously saying, "I had

no idea that there would be a marital bond between us. If I had known I would fall in love with you, I

promise I wouldn't have opposed you at every turn, suppressing you. Wifey, please forgive me."

Forgive my ass.

With a swift motion, Bailey pushed him away. Her hand trembled as she pointed at him. Her lips moved

as if to say something, but she felt as if her throat was filled with cotton, rendering her unable to utter a

single word.

Seething with rage, she abruptly turned around and stormed off.

Artemis wanted to follow her, but then he heard her roar with extreme hatred. "If you don't want to die,

don't follow me."

Artemis' face turned grim. The situation was much worse than he had anticipated.

How could she hold such deep hatred for me?

I thought she would just express her anger, but to my surprise, she had a murderous intent.

Back then, I didn't indiscriminately kill the innocent. I simply suppressed the Saviors, preventing them

from growing too quickly.

Did I make some mistakes while carrying out my task?