Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend-Chapter 254: I’ll Sleep with You

The calmer Halle was, the angrier Hilla became. If this man was as bad as Titus, Hilla hoped that Halle remained single for the rest of her life.

"Halle, I understand you want Emily to have a father, but you shouldn’t choose a man casually, right? I don’t know him, but I think you are too hasty."

Hilla pursed her lips. She was worried about Halle.

Halle shouldn’t choose a husband in a hurry because of the rumors. Halle and Emily both deserved a happy life.

Halle looked at Hilla in a daze. She frowned in surprise and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Halle had thought that Emily might be happier if she had a daddy.

But Halle would not sacrifice herself for the sake of Emily, nor would she let Emily down.

If she wanted to marry someone, she would take it seriously.

"Halle, are you still trying to hide it from me? I saw you be with a man today. You told me you were going to meet a friend. It was actually a date, right?"

Looking at Halle’s confused face, Hilla said seriously, "I saw him holding Emily at the entrance of the mall. You were talking and laughing. He is handsome, but you shouldn’t trust him in such a short time. What if he...?"

Generally speaking, Halle wouldn’t let Emily get close to a man if she didn’t trust him.

But Halle felt at ease today, which meant she had a good impression of that man. At least she didn’t shut the door on him.

Halle was stunned. It took her a while to figure out what Hilla meant. A smile spread across her face.

There were both relief and pity in her smile.

"You misunderstood me. I did meet a friend today. Not only him, but also his wife. They are both my college classmates. We are close friends."

"His wife is about to give birth. They need to buy some stuff. She couldn’t move freely, so she asked me for help."

It was a small class reunion. Halle took Emily with her. Emily was not very heavy, but holding Emily for a long time, Halle got tired.

The man was an expectant father. He also liked Emily very much.

Emily did not reject his approach, so Halle let him hold Emily.

She didn’t expect that Hilla would see it and misunderstand her.

Hilla was surprised. She blinked and stared at Halle to check if Halle was lying. "Really?"

"Yes. He is just my college classmate, and he is married. How can I become a home wrecker?"

Halle and that man’s wife used to be roommates, and they were close to each other.

"If you don’t believe me, I can call him and ask him to come here. He sent me back just now."

He could explain to Hilla.

Hilla shook her head and blushed slightly, "Forget it. I believe you. I was just surprised to see you go with a man."

Hearing this, Halle turned pale.

She forced a smile. "When you see me go with a man, you would think like this. If others see it, I wouldn’t even have the chance to explain to them."

People had a prejudice against a divorced woman. They didn’t believe a divorced woman could live without a man.

When people saw Halle with a man, they would suspect her relationship with that man.

"Halle, I believe you..."

Hilla wanted to explain, but she didn’t know what to say.

She had got Halle wrong just now. There was no excuse for her.

"Alright, I’m not blaming you. I just realized something. I’m a little tired and want to rest now. You can ask Bruce to pick you up!"

Because of Margaret’s engagement, Hilla and Bruce had been living in the Anderson’s mansion recently. Under the eyes of Orlenna, Hilla and Bruce slept in separate rooms. But Bruce would sneak in Hilla’s room from time to time.

Looking at Halle’s back, Hilla pursed her lips. She felt Halle was extremely lonely.

She was Halle’s sister, and she still misunderstood Halle. She could imagine what others would say.

After Margaret was driven away by Hilla, she sat in the car and felt depressed. Was she being pushed aside by Hilla and Halle?

If not, why did they have to talk privately? Did they think she would leak their words?

Margaret was a principled person. She wouldn’t let the cat out of the bag like those gossiping women.

"William, where are we going?"

Getting closer to the Anderson’s mansion, Margaret got a bad feeling.

William replied without turning his head, "Aren’t you going home, Miss Anderson?"

Hilla had kicked Margaret out. If Margaret didn’t go home, she had nowhere to go. If she stayed at the hotel again, Hilla wouldn’t spare her.

"No. I’m not going home."

Margaret waved her hands and said anxiously, "Send me to Horton’s house."

She didn’t want to face Orlenna. That would be looking for trouble.

Hilla wasn’t at home, so Margaret couldn’t go back by herself.

"Mr. Hutt must be in the hospital!"

William felt awkward. He didn’t think it was proper for Margaret to go to a man’s house. She had a fiancé!

"It doesn’t matter. I have the key to his house."

Margaret was full of pride. Horton was unwilling to give her the key. But when she stole it, Horton did not say anything. Even if he had stopped her, she would think of another way to get the key. Horton was her "bestie". She always liked to tease him.

William was speechless. But he could only listen to her and drove to Horton’s apartment.

Margaret opened the door of Horton’s apartment happily as she hummed a tune. When she saw a woman in a man’s shirt walking around the living room, she covered her face at once.

She wished she was blind!

...

The woman in the apartment was excited when she heard the door open. She rushed to the door, only to see Margaret outside.

woman!

beautiful and young woman suddenly came to an excellent single man’s apartment, and she had the key!

Margaret must be her rival in love.

The woman in the living room became serious. Her cold and sharp gaze fell on Margaret.

Looking at Margaret up and down, she felt angrier.

When Margaret stood there gracefully, she was really beautiful and attractive.

The cultivation of the Anderson family endowed her with independence and self-confidence. These qualities were superior to a pretty face and a good figure.

The woman stood there, pursed her lips, and stared at Margaret. She refused to admit that she had lost to another woman.

Margaret covered her eyes and said loudly, "I didn’t see anything."

The woman in the room came to her senses.

She didn’t expect Margaret would come. She had just taken a shower and was wearing Horton’s shirt. To seduce Horton, she wore nothing under this shirt.

And the shirt was too short to cover her thighs.

She looked extremely sexy with her two shirt buttons undone.

She lit the incense as soon as she came here. Men would be aroused by this fragrance.

She was so well-prepared. She had planned to get Horton once and for all. But now she felt very embarrassed when Margaret saw her like this.

She rushed into the bedroom to change her clothes.

As Margaret peeped at the woman who had returned to the bedroom, she raised her eyebrows and smiled.

She was really lucky to see such a beauty as soon as she entered the door. If she were a man, she would probably have ended up with a nosebleed.

She envied Horton very much. That cold- blooded man was so lucky. Julian and Bruce were very wealthy, but they were not as lucky as Horton.

Margaret sat on the sofa and clicked her tongue. "Last time I met another woman here. Now it’s your turn."

The woman was stunned. She was going to argue with Margaret, but Margaret’s words slapped her in the face.

"What do you mean? Who are you? What is the relationship between you and Mr. Hutt?"

Facing a series of questions, Margaret frowned and said indifferently, "You have too many questions. But I don’t want to answer them."

The woman twisted her eyebrows and said coldly, "Since you have the key, you must be close to Mr. Hutt."

Margaret nodded.

She and Horton had grown up together.

Feeling Margaret’s confidence, the woman panicked. But she was still bluffing, "I don’t care that he has a fiance. As long as he doesn’t get married, I will have a chance."

Margaret nodded.

She thought, "Of course you have a chance. Horton is an asshole. I’m not interested in him."

The woman didn’t expect that Margaret was not angry at her provocation.

A strange woman was at her boyfriend’s apartment, and Margaret remained calm. Margaret must be a very smart woman!

The woman regarded Margaret as a very strong rival in love.

"Today..."

"Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone!"

Margaret hurriedly said. The woman bit her lips and clenched her Chanel bag. She got up and said with embarrassment, "I’ll leave now, but I’ll be back soon!"

Margaret looked at her in a daze as she provoked Margaret.

Margaret had planned to leave because she didn’t want to disturb them. But this woman was going to leave before her!

Margaret didn’t know what was going on. Was she being unpopular?

It wasn’t long after the woman left when Horton returned home.

He frowned when he opened the door and saw Margaret sitting on the sofa.

Horton thought, "What should I do?"

Margaret narrowed her eyes and waved at Horton with enthusiasm. Horton impatiently put down the key and walked towards her.

Margaret was a little embarrassed. "When I arrived, I bumped into a woman."

Horton was surprised. He glanced around the room and felt something was wrong.

The hospital had arranged this apartment for him. For some reason, many women had the key to his apartment.

No wonder he smelt a pungent fragrance. He had a headache and it was not just because of Margaret.

Horton was not interested in the woman Margaret was referring to. He said in a low voice, "Why are you here again? Is your mother going to break your leg? Or is Bruce going to cut off your allowance again?"

Margaret remembered everything now. She stood up excitedly from the sofa, "I’m so poor. I was chased out by Hilla."

Hilla would drive Margaret out? Then Margaret must have done something horrible. Horton said indifferently. "Oh, when do you plan to go back?"

Margaret snorted and sat on the sofa. "How would I know? Let’s wait for Hilla and Halle to finish their conversation. It could last for a whole night."

To put it bluntly, she was jealous that Hilla had a sister. Hilla could share her secrets with Halle. But Margaret only had a brother. She also wanted an elder sister like Halle.

She was now being pushed aside by Hilla and Halle!

Horton became interested in what Margaret had said. He pretended to ask casually, "Is it about Halle?"

"Yes, Halle has a boyfriend. He may become Emily’s stepfather."

"That man looks handsome. I guess Hilla won’t object to it." But Margaret remembered that Hilla didn’t seem to agree with it.

Hearing Margaret’s words, Horton was frozen...

...

Margaret found herself in a comfortable position on the sofa. She picked up the apple on the coffee table and took a bite. "Those apples are quite sweet. I should take them back!"

Horton glanced at her in disdain and said in a low voice, "Can’t you afford an apple?"

Margaret rolled her eyes at him. This was about her bonding with her family. Horton would never understand it.

"Alright. I’ll eat two and bring one back for Emily."

Because Hilla was pregnant, there were piles of fruits and snacks at home. But Margaret thought she could give this apple to Emily as a gift.

Children liked to receive gifts.

"You don’t seem like a member of the Anderson family."

"You’re saying I’m gentle, considerate, beautiful, cute, and kind, right?"

"I mean you’re petty!"

Margaret glared at him. She thought Horton was the pettiest man in the world.

Horton took off his coat and went straight to the bedroom as if Margaret was not there.

But he locked the door of the bedroom. After all, Margaret was capable of doing anything.

Horton’s gaze fell on his white shirt on the bed. There were wrinkles and a woman’s fragrance on it. He realized that someone had just come to his room.

He threw the shirt into the trash and changed the sheet on the bed.

Hearing the sound coming from the bedroom, Margaret whispered, "What’s he doing there? Is he crazy?"

She heard that if a man had stayed single for too long, he could do strange things.

...

Hilla knew why Halle came to River City this time. She raised her eyebrows, "Halle, are you staying here until Camilla gives birth?"

"Camilla is my best friend in college. I want to give her some courage." Halle had experience in childbirth. At least she knew it better than Camilla.

Hilla gave a mischievous smile and said coquettishly, "When I give birth, I need you to be with me, too."

Halle smiled gently and tapped Hilla’s forehead.

"Bruce and Orlenna are both very kind to you. Maybe you don’t need me anymore."

"That’s different. I’ll give birth to twins, so I will need more courage."

Halle felt delighted when she saw Hilla act like a spoiled child. Hilla would always do that to her family when she was young. It looked like that the Anderson family really took good care of Hilla.

"Alright, I will definitely be with you until you’re fed up with me."

Halle smiled. Hilla held Halle’s arm in satisfaction and leaned against her shoulder. "I will never be fed up with you. We will be together forever."

Hilla only had several family members now. She treasured them very much and couldn’t afford to lose them.

Hilla returned to the Anderson’s mansion in the evening. It was late because she had dinner with Halle.

She thought the Andersons had fallen asleep, but Orlenna was waiting for her in the living room. Seeing Hilla come back, Orlenna breathed a sigh of relief and checked Hilla from top to bottom. "It’s cold out there. Remember to wear a coat when you go out."

"Where did Margaret go?"

Hilla nodded while listening to Orlenna’s words. "Halle and Emily live in Lakeshore Center. Margaret is worried about them, and she said she would stay there with them."

Orlenna nodded in satisfaction.

Although Margaret was disobedient, she was quite reliable when she handled problems.

"Has Bruce not returned yet?"

Hilla looked upstairs. Orlenna didn’t want Bruce and her to be too close, especially in the first three months of her pregnancy.

Orlenna said, "He’s in the study. Leave him alone. I’ve run a bath for you. Go take a hot bath."

Hilla nodded. After she was pregnant, she seemed to lack energy. Two months had passed. When she thought that there were still eight months to go and her belly would grow bigger and bigger, she was worried.

As Hilla went upstairs, Orlenna muttered with a smile on her face, "I’d better prepare three rooms for the babies. What if Hilla is carrying triplets?"

Orlenna liked children. The more, the better. As Orlenna imagined that more than a dozen children ran all over the house, she developed a strong sense of satisfaction.

Bruce had a great many responsibilities. After all, he had to earn money to raise his children.

First, he must be in good health. Orlenna quickly went upstairs and planned to ask Bruce to go to bed early.

"Should we do this?"

Hilla sat on Bruce’s lap and was wrapped in his arms. She had only found out recently that there was a door to her bedroom in Bruce’s study.

She had been living in the Anderson’s mansion for a year, but she had never discovered this secret.

As soon as she returned to her room, Bruce pulled her over and held her in his arms. She pressed both hands against his chest and blushed as he gently touched her waist.

"If Orlenna knows it, she will be angry."

"It’s been more than a month. I’ll sleep with you tonight."

Bruce looked down. His breath fanned her neck. His lips touched her ears and cheeks, making her feel itchy. Hilla secretly shrank her neck. She blushed as red as a rose.

"We can’t do it. The first three months is dangerous ... " Last time at the hotel, she felt very ashamed, even though it was quite normal for a couple to do that.

When she thought about it, she felt her hands sticky. She grabbed Bruce’s clothes and buried her head into his chest as she whispered, "I’m going to sleep."

She now regretted knowing there was a secret door. No wonder Bruce agreed to sleep in the study. At first, she thought he did it for the sake of the babies. Now she realized he had other plans.

"Okay, I will sleep with you."

Bruce said in a husky voice. He put his hands around her waist and lifted her up.

But when he looked up, he saw Orlenna stand at the door and smile gently.

It sent a chill down Hilla’s spine.

Although Bruce was her husband, she still found it embarrassing to be watched by Orlenna!