Chapter 71 For The Best

• PEONY CRIMSON'S POV
• I hissed, refusing to let her control me. "A home-wrecker bitch like you shouldn't talk about love."
• I should have known better than to take another glance at Xander and my triplets, but I did just that. As soon as I caught a glimpse of Xander's unusually gentle smile, my heart seemed to pause. Three inquisitive six-year-old girls didn't startle him, instead, his expression softened as if he were in the presence of priceless treasures.