Chapter 52. The Truth

PEONY CRIMSON’S POV

Rose, Jasmine, and Violet's joyful laughter filled the air. As we leisurely walk along the cobblestone path, we exchange jokes and respond enthusiastically to Rose's plant trivia.

In the morning, I brought my daughters to a quaint garden located beside the cottage. The garden was designed as a decorative feature and to entertain the visiting guests. Its purpose was mainly ceremonial, but it was enjoyable to bring guests there and show them the fountain.

Or maybe it was my way to push away my bad thoughts about that damn curse.

My steps stopped. At the end of the cobblestone path, Xander waited. I felt my daughters stiffen.

"Ask Gloria for help preparing lunch. Don't forget to wash your hands!" I instructed my triplets.

"Okay, Mama!"

They answered in unison, then ran to the back door of the cottage.

I strode towards him. "What do you want?" I demanded irritably.

He gave me a mocking half smile, and he replied casually, "I just paid a visit to see how they adapted he