The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean)

Chapter 278

After she hung up, they no longer felt like taking a stroll.

Ian was following them in the car. When he stopped next to them, they all got into the car.

While they were on the way home, Neera drooped her head as if she were letting her guilt set in.

The triplets noticed that Neera was unusually silent. They could not help but give her another earful.

"Mommy, you have to watch out for your own safety! You are our mother, you know! No matter when and whereyou are, you should prioritize your safety!"

"That’s right, don’t you always remind us not to be absent-minded when we are doing something? You shouldkeep that in mind too! Mommy, do you understand?"

"If something were to happen to you, what would happen to us? Do you want us to feel sad?"

They bombarded her with more words of caution, and Neera simply took it all in silence. She admitted that shewas being careless.

"I am sorry for my carelessness. I swear that this won’t happen again!"

As she said that, she raised her hand to make a swearing gesture. Her face was earnest and deadpan.

The triplets decided that their mother had learned from her mistake.

Jean was initially angry too, but seeing that Neera’s children were reprimanding her in his stead, he could not helpbut feel amused. Somehow, his anger diminished greatly.

At the same time, he was confused about his feelings.

Why would he be so ruffled when something bad happened to Neera?

When he saw that the car almost crashed into Neera a while ago, it felt like time had stopped, and he could noteven breathe.

It was an unprecedented sense of tension that he had never experienced before.

They reached Imperial Gardens while the car was full of the triplets’ voices.

After getting out of the car, Neera was still languishing in self-defeat. She resembled a deflated balloon more thananything.

The triplets reminded her of something that she almost forgot.

"Mommy, did you forget that Uncle Jean’s hand is still hurting? He’s hurt because of you. You need to takeresponsibility for that since he’s hurt because of you! You have to treat him."

"That’s right. If you don’t treat him, he won’t be able to work anymore. You don’t want Uncle Jean to lose his jobbecause of you, do you?"

Sammy even inched toward Jean and whispered, albeit audibly, "Uncle Jean, if Mommy doesn’t treat your injury,you can’t allow her to come back home. We must make sure that she learns her lesson so that she will be morecareful next time."

Neera was speechless when she heard that.

She mumbled, "Alright."

Then she pointed at Jean’s house and said guiltily, "Let’s go. I will treat your wrist…"

Jean shot a glance at her without saying anything. He turned around and entered the house.

Neera felt a headache as she stared at his back. However, she had no choice. She followed him into the housewhile being urged by the triplets.

Jean sat down on his sofa in the living room.

Neera sat down obediently right beside him. Then she said gently, "Give me your hand."

Jean looked at her face before lifting his arm in her direction.

Neera carefully took his arm, and she made sure not to apply more force to his wrist.

She could not resist stealing a few glances at his arm. His arm was lean but sturdy. He wore a long-sleeved whiteshirt that was buttoned up around his wrist. His serious look matched his serious personality.

Jean’s wrist was equally attractive to the eyes as well. On his wrist, an expensive Patek Philippe watch jumpedout at her. His knuckles were chiseled, and his fingers were slender.

He was really a fine specimen to look at.

Neera tried to dismiss her thoughts while she removed his watch. Then she rolled up his sleeve.

Jean’s wrist was a little swollen at the moment. His skin was slightly reddish too.

Once again, Neera was consumed by guilt. She tried to comfort him. novelbin

"When I massage your wrist, it might hurt a little. Please bear with it, I will be gentle."

It was rare for Jean to see such a quiet and obedient version of herself. He narrowed his eyes as he gazed at herwith a playful expression.

"Sure."

He simply gave a curt response. Then, he remained silent.

Neera took out a spray from a medical kit and sprayed it a few times on his injured wrist. Then, she began to ruband massage his wrist.