novelraw Chapter 307: We Are Going for a Date
Chapter 307: We Are Going for a Date
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When Halle saw the person who woke up on the bed, the first thing she thought of was ’ran’.
But before Halle could move, her wrist was grabbed by a powerful big hand. The man pulled hard and pulled Halle back to the bed. "Good morning!"
Horton’s voice still sounded sleepy, as if it was tempting Halle sexily in her ears, It was especially captivating.
Halle felt hot and itchy in her ear. She immediately stiffened her body and awkwardly propped herself up on the bed, not daring to move.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
Horton’s voice sounded languid, which was the coquetry to the familiar.
Halle blushed unconsciously, feeling that her cheeks were hot and her wrists were hot and painful.
Halle thought about the embarrassment of waking up with Horton in the morning, but she didn’t expect anything like this.
It was the feeling of being caught by someone else. Halle moved slightly, trying to keep herself as natural as possible. "Yes!"
"Well, are you hungry? Do you want breakfast? Let me make you something to eat." Halle felt that he had found a reason to get up and began to struggle.
However, Horton grabbed her arm, not letting her go but pulling her more tightly.
He pulled her into the quilt.
"It’s not dawn yet. Go back to sleep."
Halle did not expect Horton to be such a shameless person. He held her in his arms, with his arm at her waist, which made Halle nervous and stiff.
"It’s time to get up."
Halle subconsciously grabbed her dress. She felt Horton coming closer behind her, and his breath hit the skin of her neck closer and closer.
Halle was stiff. She suddenly pulled away from the arm around her waist and ran out of the bedroom regardless of the image.
On the bed, Horton lazily opened his charming eyes, wantonly looking at the opened bedroom door and thinking of the sight of her fleeing.
Although Horton did not see it, he could still imagine how attractive Halle’s blushing face was because of him. He smiled unconsciously.
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"Halle is so gullible. She secretly got the marriage certificate with Horton. But now, she is with him for the night."
"I would have stayed at Horton’s house last night and asked him to consummate the love."
Margaret said fiercely. She hadn’t vented her anger since she was deceived in the hospital. And she still felt unhappy.
Hearing that Horton married Halle so simply and even Halle lived in Horton’s house, Margaret felt angry.
She could not let Horton get his way. It was best if Horton’s leg was injured and lost his lower body.
Orlenna stepped forward and poked Margaret’s forehead. "They are legal husband and wife. If they don’t live there, do they live in your house?"
With that, Orlenna felt that something was wrong with her words. She glanced at Hilla awkwardly. Fortunately, Hilla did not care.
"Horton not only has a well-educated wife for nothing but also has an adorable daughter. He earned it."
"How could such a silly person have such good fortune? God is so biased." Why did he have a good match? It was bad.
Horton, a fool, would get anything he wanted. He liked Halle, and finally got married to her.
Although Margaret had sacrificed herself for the Anderson family, she had gotten what she wanted. However, it was still not the one in her heart. It made her upset.
"Don’t blame God for being unbiased. If you have the ability, let God favor you, too. Give me everything you need for the wedding. Let’s get ready. I don’t have the time to go shopping with you every day."
The day of Margaret and Julian’s wedding was getting closer and closer.
After Orlenna was busy with her two grandchildren’s baby shower, she began to arrange for Margaret’s marriage.
There had been a lot of happy events in the Anderson family this year.
Even if something happened to Bruce in the middle, in the end, they were lucky.
As Bruce returned to the company, the company’s stock prices and the company’s interior also became more stable.
At Orlenna mentioned the marriage, Margaret felt sullen. She was sad before, but now, she was gloomy.
"I’ve never been married before, so how would I know what to prepare? You have so
much experience, so it’s up to you. Anyway, just let the Jorgansen family pay more money."
It was obvious that Margaret didn’t care about it.
Orlenna was so angry that she wanted to beat Margaret up. But Orlenna couldn’t bear to do it. After all, Margaret was her daughter. It would be even harder for Margaret to get married if she was hurt badly.
"Mom, if you want to buy something, I can go with you."
With that, Hilla had no choice but to take the initiative to speak. After all, Hilla was Margaret’s sister-in-law, so it was not good if she didn’t declare her position.
Seeing Margaret get married, although Hilla was a little reluctant, when she thought that Margaret was marrying into the Jorgansen family, Hilla felt relieved.
With Margaret’s age, marriage was a matter of time.
Moreover, Margaret did not want to find someone she liked.
As Orlenna had temporarily let her go, Margaret quickly ran away.
In the room, Margaret sighed deeply at the cute Emily on the bed.
"Aunt, are you sick?"
Emily was about to be three years old, and the words she said became the whole sentence.
Emily usually liked to hang out with Margaret the most. Although Emily liked Hilla when she was young, she liked Margaret more and more as Hilla now had two little brothers.
"Emily, if your mom marries someone else, are you hurt?"
Emily was very unfamiliar with marriage.
Emily tilted her head, "What is marriage? Why should I be sad? Is Mom not coming back?"
"Marriage means that a boy and a girl sleep in a bed like us."
"I can also sleep with mom in a bed."
"No, after getting married, you can only sleep with your boy. You can’t!"
Margaret explained seriously.
"What about me then?"
Emily suddenly became nervous. She wanted to become a boy and sleep with her mother.
"Of course you will sleep alone."
"Have I been abandoned by Mom? Am I going to become an orphan?"
With that, Emily had tears in her eyes.
Margaret waved her hand nervously, "Of course not. You will still be with mom, but you have to sleep alone in the room."
"Mom wants to sleep with that boy, right?"
Margaret nodded sincerely.
Sure enough, a three-year-old child was pure. There was no obstacle in communicating.
"Emily, don’t be afraid. You have grown up. You can sleep alone in your room."
Margaret did not expect Emily to be so sensible, and she was more jealous of Horton.
How lucky Horton was! Even her daughter was so sensible.
"I can sleep with that boy and mom."
Margaret looked at Emily and nodded, "The stepfather is so worth it, being surrounded!"
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It was not until the noon of the next day that Hilla received Halle’s call.
Knowing that Halle was doing well, Hilla finally heaved a sigh of relief.
Despite her deep concern about Halle’s married life, Hilla thought it might be too early to ask since Halle’s wedding was only yesterday.
"Hilla, I need you and Mrs. Anderson to take care of Emily for a few more days."
Halle’s voice on the phone sounded exceptionally soft and somewhat hasty, "I’ll pick her up as soon as everything’s settled here."
Halle felt it uneasy to bring the matter up since she didn’t mean to be a troublemaker.
Although Hilla was her sister, Hilla had her own family and life to take care of. "Emily has been a good girl. Margaret likes her and stays with her all the time."
Hilla sensed something was wrong with Halle’s words. As far as she’s concerned, Halle would never leave Emily alone just to enjoy some quality time with Horton.
Halle must have been occupied by something important these days.
"Halle, do you need my help? Is it that Horton ..."
"No, Hilla."
Halle interrupted Hilla’s words, but hesitated to give any explanation.
After a while, Halle continued, "Horton’s house is too small. Emily would have no room to sleep if she had come. You know, my property in River City has been sold long ago. Horton and I will be busy finding a new house in the next few days. I think it’s better for Emily to stay with you for the time being so she won’t need to rush around with me."
Reassured by Halle’s explanation, Hilla couldn’t help but feel happy for her sister.
It seemed that the newly married couple got along well, and Emily would be able to lead a better life in the future.
"Don’t worry about Emily. After all, Emily is my niece. She can stay here as long as she needs."
Besides, it seemed Emily was Margaret’s only companion here during these days. They were always together wherever they went as if they were mother and daughter.
"Hilla, thanks for your support all these years," Halle said gratefully.
If it wasn’t for what Horton’s father had done, perhaps she would not have taken this step.
She had no other choice.
Although she didn’t marry Horton out of love, it was good for Emily. "Emily deserves a complete family," she thought.
She even felt relieved and somewhat grateful to Claus for letting her go.
However, she could not get rid of the guilt towards Horton.
Had she foreseen this, she would have chosen to marry Horton in the first place. In that case, Hilla wouldn’t need to worry so much about her all these years.
As Hilla ended the call, she saw Margaret coming downstairs with Emily.
The auntie and niece, hand in hand, looked especially harmonious.
Both of them had exquisite faces, just like people from paintings.
As soon as Margaret saw Hilla, her eyes lit up, and her bright red lips carried a hint of pride and joy, "Hilla, tell Mom that Emily and I won’t be back for lunch."
"Yeah. We won’t be back for lunch!"
Emily echoed Margaret’s words.
She looked up at Margaret and then nodded her head at Hilla.
The tacit cooperation between them was actually a bit funny.
"Where are you going?"
Hilla gave a suspicious look, as if she was afraid that Margaret was going to kidnap Emily.
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Since Margaret was on the warpath this morning because Halle moved to Horton’s residence, Hilla wondered how Margaret’s shift of mood had occurred in such a short time just staying in her room.
Hilla thought Margaret’s ever-changing mood was just like a needle in the sea, she would never be able to get it.
"Emily will stay here for a few more days. Don’t make her scurry around. She might catch a cold or get sick," added Hilla.
"I will take good care of Emily," Margaret quickly responded.
"Why are you going out then?"
"We are going for a date," said Emily with her ringing voice.
She blinked her big bright eyes and looked at Hilla, her bristly black lashes fluttering as gracefully as butterflies’ wings.
Hilla frowned.
If Margaret had not taught Emily the word "date", as an innocent little girl, Emily wouldn’t have known it.
As expected, when Hilla looked back at Margaret, she saw a guilty look on Margaret’s face.
Hilla leaned down and scrutinized the cute little girl, who was in a gray sleeveless dress decorated with a sparkling thin layer of gauze outside.
Inside was a white shirt of lace. Under all those was a pair of low-heeled red leather shoes.
Atop her head were two little pigtails, which made her look lively and adorable.
Hilla surprisedly found that Emily’s eyes, sparkling with mischief and cleverness, looked almost the same as Horton’s.
Margaret quickly picked Emily up and held her in arms, as if Hilla would snatch her little girl away.
It was like a mother protecting her precious daughter.
"Don’t worry. I promise I will take good care of Emily."
Before Hilla could ask any more questions, Margaret slipped away with Emily as fast as the wind.
In the car, Emily sat quietly.
The seat belt almost covered her little body.
Margaret was driving. Emily looked at her and asked, "Aren’t we just going to buy some ice cream? Why can’t I tell Hilla? Can I bring her back some ice cream on our way home?"
Emily would feel guilty for eating ice cream without Hilla.
"Hilla doesn’t eat ice cream."
Margaret was in a good mood at the moment, as she finally took Emily out.
Hilla would definitely stop her from doing so if she knew what they were going to do.
"Doesn’t Hilla like ice cream? It’s delicious. Besides, I have seen Hilla eat ice cream before!"
Hilla was sensitive to heat during her pregnancy, so she often ate ice cream to keep cool. Hence, Emily had also got more chances to enjoy her favorite treats during that period.
"Well, what I mean is that Hilla can’t eat ice cream now. She needs to feed her two little babies. If she has ice cream, her milk will make your little brothers sick."
Margaret was proud of herself for the childcare knowledge she learned from Orlenna.
Most of those who did not have a baby would not know that if the mother ate something cold, the baby could get diarrhea after being breastfed.
She had indeed accumulated some experience over the past few months by
practicing with the three little fellows.
Suddenly, she felt herself full of knowledge and confidence. "I see... so how about bringing one for grandma instead?" "Grandma is too old. Ice cream will freeze her teeth."
Orlenna might grind her teeth if she had heard Margaret’s words.
Emily nodded disappointedly, "Mom likes to eat ice cream too. She used to do it with Emily."
She hadn’t seen mom for two days and she missed her very much.
Margaret looked at Emily and gave her a big smile, "Well, we can bring her some ice cream then."
Margaret added in her heart, "And I’ll let you meet your stepfather!"