novelraw Chapter 291: His Secret
Chapter 291: His Secret
Sissy looked at Lori who was stunned and couldn’t help but smile, "You silly girl, what are you thinking? Of course, we can’t keep other people’s things. But this is a gift from Mr. Anderson and Mrs. Anderson made it according to your size. If you turn it back, others can’t wear it. I think you should keep it yourself. Don’t bother to send it back."
Sissy tidied up the clothes in the box and then fastened them again.
How could a rich family like the Andersons wear a dress that others wear?
They were very clear about this. Lori looked at the exquisite box in front of her and could not help but say, "Really? She helped us so much. I should thank her, right?"
Lori’s voice fell into Sissy’s ears.
She couldn’t help but turn her head and frown. She looked at Lori and reminded, "Lori, what are you thinking about? Mr. Anderson helped us he wanted to thank you for saving him. If you go and thank him, when will this thing be done?"
"It is already very difficult for an orphan like us to have a connection with people like them who stand at the top. You are also lucky. You helped Mr. Anderson. If it was a foreigner or a tramp, I am afraid that it would be of no help to us at all."
"Moreover, it’s better we get too close with people like them. We got what we deserved with that poor friendship. Since he has repaid you for saving his life, I think you should stay away from him."
Sissy was calm. Bruce built a new orphanage in River City, so they had followed here.
Bruce even arranged a place for them to live, ensuring them a stable life in River City. They easily set foot here. Sissy felt grateful.
And Bruce introduced Lori to a few famous philanthropists and charity organizations.
The orphanage can operate well in the future, and the children can also have a better life.
This was the best comfort for orphans like them, and it was also the reward for saving Bruce. But they should not ask for too much.
"I don’t mean that. I just think that although we come from different social classes, we can still be friends!"
Lori looked up and said eagerly.
Sissy was stunned, "You want to make friends with Bruce? Lori, you don’t have any other thoughts toward Bruce, right?"
Sissy was frightened by Lori’s attitude. It was Bruce! They were not in the same world!
That man married and had a child. Wasn’t Lori like a flying moth darting into a fire?
"No, no, no. I’m not talking about Mr. Anderson. I’m talking about Mrs. Anderson. Didn’t you say she was also an orphan? I think maybe we can be friends."
Lori waved her hand. Sissy then reacted, and then could not help but laugh out loud.
Seeing Lori’s baffled face, Sissy finally said, "Making friends with Mrs. Anderson? Little fool, what are you thinking? Although she has no parents, she used to be a daughter of a rich family. People like them and we are not from the same world. How can we be friends?"
"In my opinion, your ties with the Anderson family will end here. Didn’t Mr. Anderson help us a lot? We can’t be greedy."
"Well, don’t think too much. Our lives are not very good now. Besides, they are rich people. They can’t understand ordinary people like us. Don’t be so naïve. Pack up your emotions and come to the hospital to help."
It was because Lori’s medical team had gone to South Country that she happened to save Bruce.
Lori really put much effort to look after Bruce who was in a vegetative state then.
She even managed to wake him up. They were fated in some way.
But Bruce had repaid them. They could not continue to pester them. Sissy felt she said it clearly.
Sissy went to the kitchen. Lori looked at her back and pursed her lips. Her eyes fell on the exquisite box in front of her.
She said lightly, "Why can’t we be friends? Why should we stop here?"
...
At the Anderson’s.
When Hilla woke up early in the morning, she saw Halle busy in the kitchen.
Walking forward, she could not help but frown slightly, "Halle, what are you doing?"
Hilla could smell the soup. It occurred to her that what Halle said yesterday was not a joke.
This soup was for Horton, right?
Hilla could not help but frown.
Although she did not object to Halle remarrying, she still felt Halle’s attitude changed too fast.
What did Halle go through?
"Hilla, you came just in time. Can you help me taste this soup? Is it salty?"
Halle said as she ladled out a spoonful to Hilla’s mouth. Without waiting for Hilla to answer, she said to herself, "Horton’s leg is injured. He shouldn’t eat anything too salty."
As expected, this soup was made for Horton. Hilla suddenly felt jealous.
She understood Halle. If she had not accepted Horton, she would not have done this for a person.
Hilla knew that apart from cooking for herself and Emily, Halle cooked only when she was in the Tyson Family. She wanted to be a good wife then.
Now she actually cooked soup for Horton.
"I also made porridge and a few dishes. I just don’t know if he will like it. Do you like it?"
"Halle, all for Horton?"
Hilla looked at Halle, who was busy minding her own business and didn’t know what to say.
"Yes, he is alone in the hospital, and the food in the hospital tastes bad. I think it is better to cook myself."
Hilla seemed to have already regarded herself as Horton’s wife.
"By the way, Hilla, if Emily wakes up later, remember to take care of her for me. I will be back soon!"
Halle smiled and looked at Hilla, who was staring at the food box, and then walked out of the door.
Since she decided to marry Horton, there were some things she thought that she should confess to Horton.
It was not convenient for her to take Emily with her, but she thought after this morning, Horton should really want to see Emily.
Although it was a bit rushed to get married but thinking that Emily could live with her biological parents, Halle could not help but smile. Now they were a family of three!
She didn’t seem to hate this marriage. Although she still did not understand what her feelings for Horton were now, she felt warm when she thought of her future life.
She wanted to tell him personally who Emily’s biological father was!
...
At the hospital.
Halle’s eyes kept focusing on the food box as she came out of the elevator. She walked briskly to the sick room.
Her expression was light, but her eyes were slightly raised, carrying a soothing gentleness.
There were ripples in her eyes as she quickly walked towards the door of the ward.
Outside the ward.
Before Halle entered the door, she heard a woman’s delicate voice coming from inside.
A few young nurses gathered in front of Horton’s bed, all of them wearing smiles on their faces. Their young and bright faces carried the unique shyness of youth.
They took out their food boxes and placed them on the table before Horton. "The food here is too horrible. I made sweet and sour pork ribs for you to try." "The bone soup is the best for your recovery. You have to try more!"
"You should eat food cooked in a lighter way. These are a few side dishes that I personally made. And there are desserts. If you like them, I make them for you every day."
"If you need anything, just come to ... us. Anyway, our numbers are available to you."
They took out the things they brought and put them in front of Horton with a shy face.
If he did not order food from the hospital, no one would send food to him.
Horton was worried about this before, but he felt cornered now. Too much food and too many girls!
These girls put down their prepared food and left without saying anything.
Although he often received gifts and invitations from the nurses in the hospital, he always refused.
But, lying on the hospital bed now, he didn’t even have a chance to refuse. They left so quickly.
Horton looked at the pile of food in front of him and smiled helplessly. It seemed that he had to eat it.
After all, he didn’t order food. He couldn’t let himself starve.
In the corridor of the hospital.
Halle walked aimlessly with the food box in her hand. Her mind was filled with what she had seen and heard outside the sick room.
She knew that an outstanding person like Horton would definitely attract young and beautiful girls.
She had long known this and had never cared about it before.
It was just that today she felt jealous. She did not know why, but she was mixed up when she saw those girls surrounding Horton and talking to him shyly.
She stood at the door and watched. In the end, before the girls left, she fled in panic.
She did not know how she did not have the courage to enter.
Perhaps it was because she felt from the bottom of her heart that Horton marrying her was partly for resisting his father.
Rebellion would lead to many impulsive and wrong decisions.
As Halle walked, she looked up and found that she had walked back and forth in this corridor several times without going down.
She reacted and smiled sarcastically. What happened to her? She just wanted a stable life. Love was a luxury for her.
Even she herself had some selfish motives. How could she ask Horton to be sincere to her?
Perhaps their marriage would be more relaxed if it was a plain one.
Halle, who had thought it through, was about to leave when the ward not far away suddenly opened. A familiar figure walked out.
Their eyes meet and both were stunned.
Halle was more composed after the accident. She looked cold.
Not far away, a trace of panic appeared in Titus’s eyes. Soon he stopped his footsteps.
After a moment of hesitation, Titus still walked towards Halle.
Halle straightened her body, and the indifference on her face revealed a clear sense of alienation and unfamiliarity.
Titus did not approach. He stopped ten to 16 feet away from her. He looked a little awkward.
Halle saw the tiredness on Titus’s face. She didn’t feel sorry for this man. She just didn’t expect he would change so much in such a short period of time.
He seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and he was dispirited.
Although she did not want to have anything to do with him at all, out of courtesy, Halle did not turn around and leave.
After all, if she left, it would be more like escaping.
She didn’t have any feelings for Titus. There was no need to avoid him.
"I didn’t expect to see you here!"
Titus spoke first, but his voice was hoarse. When he approached, Halle found he not only grew thinner, but also became much weaker, and there was even some redness in his eyes.
As he spoke, Titus could not help but cough a few times. His gaze never fell on Halle’s face.
After all, Halle knew his secret. He could not be a man.
This was a defect that a man could not face, not to mention that he and Halle had been husband and wife for five years.
Whether it was out of guilt or something, Titus unconsciously avoided Halle’s gaze when she looked at him.
"What a coincidence!"
Halle faintly responded. She was indifferent as if she was greeting someone she was not familiar with.
Titus felt awkward.
He immediately felt helpless, "Sorry!"
After saying that, he ran away in a hurry without looking back as if he had done something wrong. He even did not dare to look at Halle.
Looking at Titus’s back, Halle couldn’t help but frown. She walked up to him.
But she didn’t follow Titus into the ward. Instead, she went to the nurse station.
Soon, Halle got the information. She pursed her lips slightly with a serious expression and planned to leave.
Unfortunately, Titus, who just ran back, suddenly came out of the ward.
He saw Halle, who was in the receptionist.
Coincidentally, they faced each other again.
This time, there was a bit less indifference and a bit more sympathy in Halle’s eyes.
Titus smiled dispiritedly, "You already know, right?"
Halle frowned even more when she heard his words, but she still nodded lightly, "We will all die when we are old."
After saying that, she felt her words didn’t sound like comfort. Titus probably thought she was gloating. At the thought of this, she pursed her lips and stopped talking.
"I know that my mother didn’t treat you well in the past. She has cancer now, and her only hope is that I can have a family and child."
Titus sounded dispirited, and there was also a hint of despair. This irritated Halle a little. But this was nothing to do with her. She had nothing to do with them. She did not want to intervene, nor did she want to be soft-hearted.
But Titus didn’t seem to think so. He regarded Halle as his last resort, "She is now in the late stage of cancer. The doctor said that she won’t live for more than two months. Can you help me, Halle? Can you remarry me?"