Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend

Chapter 305: Only You Will Dote on Me

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Hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom, Halle went out of the bedroom with a red face.

Suddenly a crash broke the silence in the room.

Halle hurriedly ran into the bedroom and stood at the bathroom door. She asked nervously, "Horton, did you fall down?"

One of his legs was injured. It must be inconvenient for him to take a shower.

Halle knocked on the door.

Horton replied, "I’m fine."

Halle was worried about him and stood at the door, waiting for him.

Seeing that Horton didn’t come out, Halle frowned. Her hand was on the door handle and she found that it was not locked.

"Horton, I’m coming in."

Halle whispered. Then the door was pushed open by a gap.

"Halle, don’t..."

Before Horton said it, Halle had come in. They looked at each other with awkwardness. The atmosphere in the bathroom became weirder because of the wet and hot air.

Halle looked at his naked shoulder and then at his bulging waist.

Horton became more flustered because of her sight. He hurriedly pulled a towel and wiped his body.

Halle walked into the bathroom, stood in front of him, and took the towel in his hand. "It’s inconvenient for you. Why not ask me to help you?" She held the towel in her hand and wiped his chest.

Horton grabbed her wrist subconsciously. He breathed deeply and said in a hoarse voice, "I can do it."

Halle raised her head and looked at his face.

"Horton, are you shy?"

Horton wanted to pretend to be calm. But her words made him blush.

"No, not at all."

"I just help you wipe your body because it’s inconvenient for you. Don’t feel embarrassed. I don’t mind it. And you should also take it for granted."

Halle stood behind Horton and looked at her red face in the mirror. She pretended to be calm. She cheated herself that it was because of the high temperature that she blushed.

His back was thin, but his muscles were sexy and smooth.

Horton looked elegant from his appearance. But he often exercised.

Halle wiped his back slowly.

Then, she gave the towel to Horton.

"You can wipe the rest!"

Horton nodded and took the towel.

The next second, he felt the towel around his waist loosen.

Before Horton spoke, Halle’s gentle voice came from behind him.

"The bath towel is not wrapped well."

Horton opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to have a lump.

He wanted to tell Halle that he hadn’t put on underwear yet.

Halle was stunned as soon as she unwrapped the towel and saw his buttocks.

It was Horton’s ... She wished to dig a hole and hide herself now.

By doing these things, Halle just wanted to tell herself that they were married and she should try to adapt to living together.

Moreover, she told herself that the affairs between men and women were not as awkward as she thought. She wanted to keep calm and take it for granted. But this scene made her hand tremble.

The next second, Halle stuffed the towel into Horton’s arms. She lowered her head and went out of the bathroom hurriedly.

"Halle!"

Horton grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

Halle was immediately pressed against the wall and surrounded by Horton.

Halle could feel the scent of shower gel and disinfectant from his body.

She felt a little familiar to it and something suddenly awakened in the depths of her heart.

Halle held her breath and looked up nervously at Horton who got closer to her.

"Halle, can I?"

Horton’s lips fell on hers gently. Halle could feel his heavy breathing clearly.

She leaned against the wall and the coldness of the wall made her mind clearer. "Horton, I..."

Halle was a little nervous and wanted to dodge him. But she forgot that Horton could not stand steadily.

He felt great pain when his injured leg kicked against the wall.

A groan of pain seeped out from his throat.

"Your leg ...You can’t."

Halle looked at Horton’s bandaged leg and became worried.

An injured leg would take a long time to heal. Wood was once inserted into his leg. Halle still remembered that day when Horton limped towards her with his injured leg.

She would never forget the scene of his leg covered in blood.

She was deeply impressed and moved by it. Therefore, she began to have the idea of marrying Horton.

Horton’s face turned red as he heard her words.

He pushed Halle out of the bathroom.

She stood outside and whispered, "I’m going to make dinner. Be careful..."

This time, she didn’t dare to say that she wanted to help him.

She had thought that she would keep calm in any situation since they were married and had sex before.

She didn’t expect just a kiss could mess up her mind.

Halle touched her flushed face. She didn’t know whether it was because of the steam in the bathroom or because she was too nervous.

Halle sighed with great relief. She sent a message to Hilla and went to the kitchen.

When Halle finished making dishes, Horton had not come out.

Halle went to the bedroom and saw that Horton sat on the bed silently.

The gold- framed glasses covered the sharpness in his eyes. Halle stepped forward and said, "Dinner is ready. Do you want to eat in the room? I’ll take it in."

As she turned around, Horton grabbed her wrist.

"Do you regret it?"

"What?"

"Are you regretting marrying me?"

Halle had pushed him away in the bathroom just now. Horton had supposed that it was because she regretted marrying him.

Halle suddenly realized that her behavior had made Horton misunderstand her. She said earnestly, "Of course not."

Halle looked at Horton who wanted to say something but hesitated. Then she asked with blushes, "Last time ... we had ... Is it the first time for you to do that?"

On the wedding night, Halle asked Horton such a question!

...

There was a hint of panic in Horton’s eyes.

He grabbed Halle’s hand subconsciously, but soon pulled his arms back to his side.

He turned his head away.

Halle also felt embarrassed. But she suddenly thought of something when seeing Horton’s expression and reaction.

She felt delighted with it.

Halle reckoned that they had been very flustered at that night. She had just divorced and all things had been in a mess. So she ran away in a hurry.

It was actually not good to leave Horton in the room alone.

"Let’s have dinner. It’s late now."

Horton tried to move towards the other side of the bed in panic.

Halle was afraid that he would fall. She ran over quickly and held his arm and waist when Horton got up.

"Stand here and wait for a moment. I will push the wheelchair over."

Horton turned his head and responded with awkward. Then she pushed the wheelchair over and took him to the living room.

Today was their wedding day.

Although it was a little late, Halle still prepared many dishes.

She said, "The time is not enough, so I just make some dishes."

"Do you want to drink wine?" Horton suddenly spoke.

Halle was stunned for a moment.

She didn’t expect that Horton would propose to have some wine. She rarely drank wine. The last time when she was drunk, she had done such a shameful thing.

Halle knew that she would get drunk easily.

She was afraid that she would get drunk and do something to Horton as before.

But this time, everything was different. They got married. Even if she wanted to do something, it was normal.

Horton said, "To celebrate that we get married." Halle blushed slightly as she heard that.

"There are two bottles of wine in the cabinet over there. Bring one over."

Horton pointed at the wine cabinet not far away. He thought that perhaps he would

be more courageous after drinking wine. At least, he could feel less embarrassed and shy.

Halle walked to the wine cabinet and saw two bottles of red wine. She didn’t know much about wine.

For Halle, all kinds of wine had the same taste. But such sweet wine tasted good for her.

Perhaps they felt embarrassed or they wanted to get drunk.

They began to drink wine one glass after another.

Soon, Halle lay on the table and couldn’t see clearly.

She was drunk.

Could he do whatever he wanted now?

Horton’s alcohol tolerance was much better than Halle’s. Moreover, as a doctor, he knew how to dispel the effects of alcohol.

However, he just stared at Halle and didn’t move.

He knew that he should control himself, but he still wanted to take advantage of this situation.

What was he looking forward to? Or what was he waiting for?

Horton looked at Halle, who was barely standing up. He pursed his lips and held the armrest of the wheelchair nervously.

"Halle, this is our wedding night. Do you remember?" Horton stared at Halle who was struggling to get up. Halle rubbed her forehead and nodded subconsciously. "I know, the wedding night."

Halle got up and staggered towards the bedroom.

Horton grabbed her wrist, "Are you going to sleep alone? Let’s go together."

Horton would never say such words if Halle was sober. But now, Halle had drunk too much and her eyes narrowed.

Horton got bolder.

Halle would be angry with him when she woke up. But now he couldn’t control himself and wanted to guide her to do something.

Halle tilted her head slightly and belched, staring at Horton in confusion.

After a while, Halle smiled at Horton, "Let’s sleep together."

Horton was amazed by it. Then Halle pushed him into the bedroom.

If Halle got angry tomorrow, he would apologize to her and say that he had drunk too much.

...

In the Anderson’s mansion.

Hilla walked around with concerns in the bedroom. Hilla felt a little worried because Halle didn’t come back tonight, although she knew that Halle would be safe with Horton.

"Don’t worry. Halle is an adult."

Bruce said calmly, with a laptop on his legs.

Hilla frowned, "But it’s the first time that Halle and Horton..."

Hilla glanced at Bruce and realized that she had said something wrong. She sat down angrily by the bed.

"Even if it’s not the first time for them, Halle hasn’t slept with a man for many years."

Last time, Halle was unconscious because of drinking too much.

But this time, Halle and Horton had gotten marriage licenses.

Hearing her words, Bruce couldn’t help laughing.

"Halle had lived in the Tyson’s for five years. Had she never slept with Titus?" In those five years, it was impossible for them to never sleep together. Moreover, Titus’s parents once urged them to have children. Hilla pursed his lips and went to the bed reluctantly.

"You’re right. But if Horton hurts Halle, I will ... ask you to break up with him." Bruce nodded in agreement.

Now Horton was Halle’s husband, which meant that Horton was his brother-in-law.

For Bruce, it would be better if he could break up with Horton.

Hilla got into the quilt and leaned towards Bruce. She hugged him and rubbed against him coquettishly.

"Now, Halle gets married and has her own family. She will definitely not dote on me in the future."

"Only you will dote on me!"

Although he knew that Hilla was coaxing him, Bruce still felt happy.

Hilla knew that Halle wasn’t used to staying with Horton now.

But Halle and Horton had been married. Emily would soon be taken over to live with them.

Hilla suddenly felt that she was losing something.

She hugged Bruce tightly and suddenly thought of something, "You say that you are going to the orphanage where Lori grew up? Can I go with you?"

Bruce looked at her expectant expression and nodded with a smile.

It was true that a woman looked very cute when she was jealous.