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

Chapter 312: Let Margaret Sleep with My Dad

In the wilderness at night, there were a few bright stars in the sky.

There was no moon in the night and the night breeze in the mountains was still a little cool.

They sat outside the limousine, set up a table, and gathered around to have dinner.

They felt a little cold.

The lights behind them seemed to bathe them in warmth.

Margaret still looked at the people in front of her with a long face. Then, she watched as a piece of meat was put into her bowl. When she looked up and saw Hilla, her eyes were filled with surprise.

"I knew it was you who treated me the best!"

Margaret pouted and her eyes were full of tears as if the meat in the bowl was her life-saving medicine.

Hilla looked at her aggrieved appearance and felt a little helpless.

Bruce did not care about this.

Halle looked a little embarrassed. She seemed to feel guilty when she saw Margaret like this.

She wanted to comfort Margaret, but she didn’t know what to say. She could only silently pick up some food and put them into Margaret’s bowl.

"Halle!"

Margaret looked at Halle with tears in her eyes.

"You are injured. You need to eat more to replenish your nutrition."

Halle’s gentle voice soothed her.

Margaret was touched and sniffled, looking at the bowl in front of her.

Hilla took the initiative to feed Margaret and said, "Eat!"

"Margaret, your finger is injured. When I’m sick, my mother also fed me like this."

Emily took the initiative to hand over her favorite piece of steak with chopsticks.

Although she was a little reluctant, after all, Margaret was injured. She was a sensible child and knew to take care of the patient.

Emily then picked up another piece of steak in her bowl and put it in Horton’s bowl.

Horton was stunned, and he looked at Emily in surprise.

He could not believe that Emily would take the initiative to give him the food in her

bowl.

He knew that the steak was Emily’s favorite food.

"You give it to me?"

"You are also injured, so you should eat better."

The well-behaved Emily was deeply imprinted in Horton’s heart.

Horton was touched, and he almost cried.

"Thank you, Emily!"

After a while, Horton sobbed.

Emily was not his biological daughter, so he was once worried that she would dislike him, and even with time, she might have a grudge against him.

But at this time, Horton found that he should not think about those things. He would regard Emily as his daughter.

As long as Emily regarded him as her father, this was enough.

"I’m the injured patient. Shouldn’t you take care of me? You should know that I paid my health for this dinner."

When Margaret saw Horton and Emily getting along well, she felt upset.

Staring at the piece of steak in Horton’s bowl, Margaret thought of her arm that bled.

She thought Horton was not worthy to have such a good daughter.

Margaret was still angry with Horton.

"You are the best!"

Hilla comforted Margaret with a smile and fed her.

Knowing that Margaret’s finger was injured, Hilla carefully observed her actions.

Margaret ate the meat that Hilla fed, and then felt better in her heart. Only then did she take the bowl and chopsticks in Hilla’s hand, and say in a low voice, "I can eat it myself."

She was not the kind of spoiled girl. Although it was inconvenient, she could eat slower!

"The soup is about to dry. Hurry up and eat. Why are you all dawdling?"

Margaret reminded others as she took a sip of the soup.

Halle quickly got up.

"I’ll add some soup."

"Halle, the roasted chicken you made seems to be more delicious."

Margaret was in a good mood now.

"Of course. Halle has an exclusive secret recipe."

Hilla said. When she saw Bruce pick up a piece of meat for her, she blushed.

Hilla felt that they shouldn’t be so lovey-dovey in front of others.

"What is an exclusive secret recipe? Can I eat it?"

Emily blinked and asked.

Although Emily didn’t know what the exclusive secret recipe was, Emily understood that it must be very delicious.

It was said that adults should look after children. If there was something delicious, they should give it to her first, right?

"The exclusive secret recipe is something that no one else knows. It is a secret that only a person knows."

Hilla explained, looking at Emily.

"No, I know all the secrets of my mother." Then she also knew the exclusive secret recipe.

Margaret rolled her eyes and said, "Halle’s greatest advantage is that she has a daughter."

"Could it be that I’m my mother’s exclusive secret recipe?"

Emily thought she was the treasure that only Halle had and no one else could obtain.

She must be Halle’s exclusive secret recipe.

"You aren’t an exclusive secret recipe. At most, you can be considered as an exclusive creation."

As Margaret spoke, she glanced at Halle and Horton. She frowned slightly, and there was a thought in her mind.

If Halle and Horton gave birth to a child, what would the child look like?

If they gave birth to a girl, would she be as cute as Emily?

Margaret thought, and her gaze fell on Emily’s face again, imagining what Halle and Horton’s daughter would look like.

Then she had discovered a thing!

Emily looked like Halle and Horton.

Margaret was shocked by her discovery and quickly lowered her head to eat the food in her bowl.

As Margaret ate, she looked around.

The outdoor dinner was interesting, especially when several close family members sat together.

They were very happy.

Soon, they finished all the food they had. When they returned to the limousine, they felt they had returned home.

It did not seem to be so crowded when the two people huddled on a small bed.

On the contrary, the physical contact made people feel warm.

Margaret carried Emily back to a bed and covered Emily and herself with a quilt.

They tightly huddled together.

Margaret secretly poked her head out of the quilt and whispered to Emily, "What if your parents give birth to a child who looks like you? Have you ever thought about it?"

Emily frowned as she looked at Margaret, saying, "Didn’t you say last time that as long as my mother doesn’t sleep with daddy, they can’t give birth to a child?"

Then how did they give birth to a child?

...

Margaret wrapped herself in a quilt and pulled Emily into her arms. They huddled on the small bed, and the two seemed to feel particularly close to each other.

Emily leaned her head on Margaret’s forehead, and the two of them were like a mother and daughter.

"If my mother has a baby, I’ll be an elder sister!"

Emily looked excited.

Margaret suddenly sighed.

She said in a low voice, "You need to take care of your younger brother and sister. Your mother will also dote on them. Of course, your stepfather will dote on his children. What if he mistreats you in the future?"

Margaret said with a serious face.

She looked frightening.

Emily was so scared that she shivered a little and slowly retreated a bit.

"Why does Horton mistreat me?"

Emily was too young to understand Margaret’s words.

"He and your mother will give birth to children, and then he won’t like you. He will beat you up every day and let you do dirty work. If you don’t listen to him, he will throw you away."

Emily looked at Margaret and retreated to the corner of the wall in fear.

She was scared after hearing Margaret’s words.

Emily wanted to sleep with her mother.

"Margaret, if a man sleeps with a woman, do they have to get married?"

Her mother was the one who loved her the most in this world, and her mother would never abandon her.

Emily felt that it would be safer for her to stay with her mother now.

She won’t let her mother sleep with others. No one could snatch her mother away from her.

Margaret thought for a moment and then answered very seriously.

"Of course not. Even if a man and a woman don’t get married, they can sleep together."

After all, there were too many people living together before marriage.

Margaret thought, "If Emily is old-fashioned about relationships and marriage, she

could not have a boyfriend when she grew up."

"Really? That’s great!"

Hearing this, Emily jumped up from the bed happily.

Then she quickly ran off the bed and ran to Halle’s big bed.

Halle had just changed the medicine for Horton. After the examination, she found the wound on Horton’s leg had been mostly healed. He would be able to walk on his own soon.

Seeing that Emily was not wearing clothes, Halle quickly held Emily in her arms.

Fortunately, in the current weather, even if it was nighttime, they would not feel cold in the limousine.

"Why don’t you sleep?"

Halle looked at Emily in her arms gently.

She carefully stroked the hair on Emily’s forehead and took a blanket to wrap around Emily.

"Mom, I want to sleep with you."

Emily raised her head and looked at Halle.

She didn’t want to sleep with Margaret.

This way, her mother would be snatched away.

Halle looked at Emily in her arms and patiently advised, "Didn’t we agree that you sleep with Margaret?"

"But I want to sleep with you."

Emily felt that her mother didn’t want to sleep with her. She suddenly felt so wronged and thought her mother didn’t love her anymore.

"My bed is too small to fit three people."

Halle coaxed Emily.

"You can sleep with me. Let Dad sleep with Margaret."

Emily was very logical and seemed to have arranged everything very well.

Halle found that she didn’t know how to retort.

This arrangement was so funny. Even Horton was stunned as well after hearing Emily’s words.

Let Horton sleep with Margaret?

They may kill each other.

Maybe one of them would die in the middle of the night. Of course, the chances of Horton dying were higher. "Margaret and your dad can’t sleep together."

After a while, Halle seemed to find a more reasonable reason.

She knew that Emily couldn’t understand the meaning of this sentence. She just hoped that Emily could stop asking.

Children of this age seemed to be filled with curiosity about everything.

"Why can’t Margaret and Dad sleep together? Mom is also a woman. Why can Mom sleep with Dad?"

"I want to sleep with Mom. Dad promised me." Halle could only helplessly look at Horton. Horton gave a smile and held Emily in his arms.

He said in a gentle voice, "Okay. You can sleep with your mother tonight."

"Dad, what about you? Will you sleep with Margaret?"

Although she had achieved her goal, Emily was still very concerned about this thing. "I can sleep on my own."

Every time Horton heard Emily call him Dad, he was touched.

"Why don’t you sleep with Margaret? Margaret is also a girl."

Margaret was a very beautiful girl. Emily liked to stay with beautiful girls. "Because I dislike her and don’t want to sleep with her."

They saw Margaret quickly walk over with her quilt in her arms. She angrily threw it on Halle’s bed. Then, she picked up Horton’s quilt and stuffed it into Horton’s arms.

Horton was suitable for being single.

"Let the three of us sleep together."

Fortunately, Halle’s bed was relatively large, and the three of them were all girls.

They were thin and didn’t occupy a large position.

Emily slept in the middle of the two of them, which was perfect.

However, Margaret still felt unhappy when she thought that Horton could sleep in a big bed by himself.

When she thought that Horton slept alone, she felt better.

In the other limousine.

Hilla had just lifted the quilt, but she was pulled into Bruce’s arms.

With her back against Bruce’s chest, Hilla immediately blushed when she felt the scorching heat from the man.

"It’s hot!"

"Turn on the air-conditioning."

As Bruce spoke, he turned on the air-conditioning in the limousine.

Immediately, they felt cool. Hilla moved, but she did not break free from Bruce’s embrace.

Hilla said, "It takes too much electricity."

"It doesn’t matter!"

Hilla knew that Bruce was determined to sleep with her in his arms.

"Let’s sleep."

"No."

Hilla frowned.

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to have sex with you now!"