She's My Sleeping Pill-Chapter 858: SPOILS THE PRINCESS

"Did anyone inform my parents about what happened?" Addie asked the police officers who accompanied her at the hospital for additional security measures. Her parents were quite old already and she was worried that something bad would happen to them should they know about the incident of her abduction.

"Yes, we did. Your parents are currently staying at the Dumrique family villa. It was because of their timely report and assistance that we managed to find you in a short time."

"I see," Adrianne nodded her head and looked outside the window of her hospital room. "Thank you for saving me. I'm all good now."

"Well, if there's nothing else, we will leave first Ms. Corazon," said the police officer as he placed his notepad back inside his pocket. "Don't hesitate to give us a call if you ever need help. Rest assured, we will come to save you whenever your husband tries to do something to you."

The moment they left; her colleagues came inside to check on her.

"Addie, how are you feeling now?" Zaire asked while pulling a chair so he could sit next to her bed. Callum and Cree did the same. "It scared the hell out of me when Miss Yen told us that you were missing."

"Right! I can't believe that a beautiful woman like you would fall for a jerk!" Cree added with her hands clenched tightly. "You should be with me instead."

"Geez! Stop making moves on her. She already went through hell and you're adding to her headache. Aside from that, she doesn't bend your way." Callum retorted and knocked the woman's forehead.

Watching them with their usual banter, Adrianne finally laughed. The three of them looked at her and smiled as well. Ever since they started to work together, they grew closer every day. It was mainly because of Cayenne's work rule. Their salary would increase every year and they get a bonus every month depending on the remuneration that Cayenne gets from her vlogging account.

She even made a separate bank account for this for transparency.

Therefore, there was no need for them to compete with each other. Besides, they have different work.

"Thank you for coming to see me," Addie said while wiping the corner of her eyes.

"For you my dear, I would travel the oceans and mountains," Cree responded which caused Callum to raise his eyebrow at the glib-tongued woman next to him.

"You could barely find the hospital if it were not me coming to your aid," Callum said that caused Cree to look at him with hostility. "Fine. You are the best."

"Ignore them," Zaire commented and turned to Addie to check her face. "Thankfully, he didn't hurt your pretty face."

"If he did, I would never withdraw the case against him. I'm depending on this pretty face for work. I don't want to scare Miss Yen's children with my disfigured face if ever."

"Wait! Why did you withdraw the case, by the way?" Callum asked because it really puzzled them. She could have been killed by her jerk of an ex-husband. "It was your best chance for revenge. You should have allowed Miss Yen to handle this matter and make him rot in jail."

Addie fiddled with her fingers and sighed. "It's not that easy, you know. I loved that guy. I don't know why and when things changed, but I was genuine with him. I cared for him and I spent almost a decade of my life with him. It's not easy to just forget everything that we've been through.

I let him go for the sake of our past relationship. I'm sure you would probably do the same thing if you were in my shoes. However, that would be the only chance I could give him."

The three people didn't comment on her words. What Addie said was true. They could judge the man negatively because that person had nothing to do with them. If they were, indeed, in her shoes, they would most likely forgive him, too.

Though that depends on the level of their relationship and the level of mistakes that the man did.

"Excuse me," one of the guards stationed outside her room knocked on her door. "Madam is calling for you."

"O-okay. Come inside." The bodyguard came inside and handed his phone to Addie.

Cayenne called to ask how she was doing and informed her as well that her medical bill was already settled. It's one of the benefits when working for Cayenne and Stefan.

"Miss Yen, thank you so much for helping me. I know I shouldn't have called you since it was my personal problem, but I really don't know who to call at that time. I really can't thank you enough."

"Personal or not, I'm glad I was able to help," Cayenne said and she could hear the faint sigh that followed her statement. "I was really worried when I couldn't contact you anymore. I'm so glad that Tristan and the security team were able to find you."

"Sorry, Miss Yen."

"No, you don't have to apologize for that. Anyway, as soon as you get discharged, I will be calling for a meeting with everyone. So, get well soon."

"Yes, Miss Yen."

They talked for a few more minutes without mentioning her ex-husband at all, and when the call ended, Addie told her three visitors about the meeting that Cayenne will have in the next few days.

***

"Boss, we are currently in F Country already. To be specific, we are in Mayor Mondragon's hometown and we're currently watching a fight that involves one of the candidates," Martin reported and shifted the video camera toward the alley where Nikolai Sloan fought a group of unknown men.

"Did he start the fight?" Stefan asked. It was important for him to know if the person likes to provoke someone first or not. If it was the former, he would not hire that person. He didn't like it when a person provokes others first.

For a long time now, he lived with a code – not to attack someone first, but when attacked, he would fight with all his might that would make his enemies regret meeting him in this life.

"I don't think so," Martin answered as he recalled the situation to Stefan. "We saw him come out from the supermarket with two older people. It seemed like he noticed this group of men that followed him, so he led them to this alley."

"Alright. Keep an eye on him. Send me a video of his fight as well."

This time, he told two of his trusted men to check on the candidates that Mayor Mondragon prepared for him to work as bodyguards for his wife and everyone in the family.

A lot of things happened in his life and added to the fact that Celestine came back to the country, he just got more obsessed with his wife's protection. He was doing all this for Cayenne.

***

Back at the Dumrique mansion, after calling Martin overseas, Stefan was telling his children a story from one of the books that he found in the study room. It was most likely from Luiz or Kyle since it was the two of them who liked to buy books for the children.

This time, the story was about the Little Prince written by ?Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. In Stefan's opinion, the story wasn't reall2y something that little children would understand due to the complex emotions and the level of word difficulty that the author incorporated.

However, contrary to his expectation, the triplets were listening attentively to him.

Jahzara, who often cried to get her parents' attention, was watching her father while blinking her beautiful dark brown eyes. She looked so cute while playing with her fingers.

Aziel had his head lying on his father's lap. Stefan didn't know when it started but this little guy started to take his lap as a pillow whenever he looks after them. If someone would take him away, he would cry so much that everyone would panic. The only thing that could make him stop was either his father's lap or his mother's sway dance.

On the other hand, Zeki was as behaved as always. He was sitting on the bed with several alphabet blocks around him. He listened to his father's voice when he talked, and piled the blocks when he paused.

They weren't even one year old, but Stefan could already tell what his children would be like.

A few minutes later, Cayenne opened the door and the triplets instantly turned their heads to look at her. Zeki threw the block he was holding and crawled immediately to his mother. Aziel also tried to get up so he could crawl to his mother.

However, nothing could beat up the princess. Seeing that her two brothers would get to their mother before her, she started crying.

Aziel stopped crawling and looked back. Zeki blinked his eyes and started waving his hand to his sister,

In the end, Cayenne had to put down the youngest child after giving him a quick kiss on his cheeks. She picked up the little princess and pinched her chubby cheek softly which caused the little girl to giggle.

"Aren't we spoiling her too much?" Stefan questioned when he noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with their children.

"Her name already entails that. Who named her princess anyway? Now, she's living by her name," Cayenne said and Stefan had no words to refute her. Aside from that, he was the one who named their children. "Her brothers seemed to spoil her, too," Cayenne said while sitting on the bed to lean closer to Aziel who was watching her. She kissed his cheek and the child beamed happily.

Jahzara finally stopped crying but she was saying something gibberish that none of their parents could understand.

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Mini Theater

Zeki crawled as fast as he could toward their mother because he knew he wouldn't get the chance once his sister starts crying. Aziel was farther from their mom since he was lying on Stefan. By the time he crawled halfway to get to their mother, their sister started crying.

Zeki: Thankfully, I was fast enough.

Aziel: I wasn't even close yet! Stop crying already. I won't go.

Aziel stopped crawling but their sister was still bawling her eyes out. Zeki started reaching his hand to his sister so their mother could put him down.

They watched their mother pick up their beloved sister, and when she does, their only princess stopped crying.

Zeki: Are you happy now?

Jahzara: Yes and because of that I will give you both some of my snacks when we get older.

Though she said it, only the kids understood her. Her gibberish language was something alien to their parents.

Whether Jahzara would really give her snacks to her brothers or not, would be a story for another time.