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

Chapter 315: This Is Not What a Good Girl Should Do

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Hilla squatted down in front of Lori and looked at her injured leg. She reached out and opened the medicine chest beside her.

"You’re injured. I’ll help you bandage it first.

"Fortunately, it’s just some superficial wounds. It might hurt a little. Please bear with it."

Hilla cut open the pants on Lori’s calf and looked at the mud and blood mixed together, frowning slightly.

Just now Fred had already bandaged the wound on Lori’s head and arm.

However, there were many scratches on Lori’s body, and it was inconvenient for a man.

"Wait a moment. I’ll get you a basin of water and clean it up."

Hilla got up and walked into the limousine. Lori opened her mouth and looked at Hilla’s back, but in the end, she didn’t make a sound.

"You must be very proud right now. Don’t think that no one knows what you are thinking."

A cold voice sounded from behind Lori. Lori subconsciously turned her head and looked at Margaret with her hands on her chest, staring at her coldly.

"Miss Anderson."

"Yes, my surname is Anderson and my sister -in-law is Holt. Unfortunately, I only have one brother. Otherwise, you would still have a chance to be my sister-in-law."

Margaret’s clear voice carried a trace of ridicule.

Lori’s face paled as she looked at Margaret with a trace of fear in her eyes.

"Miss Anderson, I didn’t mean that."

"Did I say what meaning you have? Or do you have your hidden meaning with a guilty conscience?"

"Miss Anderson."

Lori’s voice became cold, with a bit of anger, her face exceptionally cold, "I don’t understand what you are saying."

Margaret smiled coldly.

"Anyway, I have been living in a rich and powerful family for more than twenty years. I have seen all kinds of women who want to marry into a rich family.

"My brother only has my sister-in-law after he is 30 years old. Although he is engaged in an arranged marriage, people like us who are born with status can’t be chosen by everyone, especially those women who are greedy. They want to rely on

men and live the life of a rich lady."

"I never thought that way!"

Lori anxiously said, but it was clear that Margaret did not believe her words.

"It’s best if you don’t think that way. Next time, you definitely won’t have a chance to encounter my brother!

"By the way, you and my brother are kind of done. Right now, we don’t owe you anything. Please don’t devote yourself to my brother because of your gratitude.

"We really don’t want to have any more connections with you."

After Margaret finished speaking, she raised her head and walked towards the limousine.

She was still carrying a basket of vegetables that she had just gotten from the village. Although she had changed into new clothes, it was very muddy here. Even though Miss Anderson was covered in mud, she still looked valiant.

Her pace was so domineering!

Lori quietly watched with her hands on her knees tightened, feeling the sting of the wound that had just been bandaged.

There were suddenly more than a dozen people around the two limousines. Although two or three of them were children in their teens, the two limousines were instantly crowded.

They set a fire outside the limousine and watched the sunset. It was getting colder and colder in the mountains. The limousine was not large enough for these people to sleep in. They began to worry about sleeping tonight.

"She’s asleep. Let me carry her."

Halle saw Emily who was sleeping soundly in Horton’s arms and subconsciously wanted to take her.

"It’s warmer for me to hold her, and she’s already asleep. Don’t wake her up."

Horton took the initiative to hold Emily tighter in his arms, blocking the wind with his body to keep Emily in his arms from the wind.

After all, he was sitting in a wheelchair. Moreover, Halle had been busy for a long time today. As a doctor, he could only do some simple commands by the side and the others took the actions.

At most, he just kept holding Emily and did not let her leave.

"But if you take too long, your arm will feel uncomfortable."

Halle looked at him worriedly and did not insist on hugging Emily. Instead, she walked forward and reached out her hand to massage Horton’s arm.

The originally sore muscles were massaged by a gentle hand. Horton stared blankly

at the woman who was half squatting beside him. The soft light in the limousine shone on her face, which was so beautiful and eye-catching.

"Hey, can you be a little more promising? This is your wife. You’re so obsessed with her. Can you close the door and look at her at night?"

Margaret called Horton several times but he did not respond. She turned to see him staring at Halle like a wolf seeing meat. She could not help but roll her eyes and look at him with disdain.

Halle was his wife, but he looked like he wanted to rob a woman.

"There’s a fever in the car. Go and see what we can do."

Margaret could not help but urge. There were suddenly so many people here, and there were three or four people with different degrees of fractures.

It was a big problem for them to take care of these people, but fortunately, they had a doctor with good medical skills and many kinds of medicine.

Horton agreed, and Halle took the initiative to get up and pushed his wheelchair into the limousine.

"Why don’t we take some people and go to the village in the mountains for a night?" Lori, who had been silently sitting next to the fire, suddenly spoke in a low voice.

The sound was mixed with a trace of cowardice and carefulness. She lowered her head and looked particularly weak.

Fred also nodded. "We don’t know when the rescue team will arrive. The two limousines are definitely not enough for us. Most of the people here are not injured. It should be no problem for them to walk to the village by themselves."

"I agree!"

Margaret, who had never expressed opinions in this matter, suddenly spoke.

Anyway, she could stay away from Lori for one night. At worst, they would wait for the rescue team to arrive tomorrow, and then they would leave quickly.

"Looks like we can only do this tonight. Why don’t we go to the village too?"

Hilla suggested as she looked at Bruce. There were wounded people in the limousine, who could not walk.

It was cold here at night, and they had no place to sleep even if they stayed. Horton was also injured, and Halle was with the child, so they could not sleep in the wild.

"I disagree with that!"

Margaret muttered in a low voice. She originally wanted to stay away from Lori. Why would she go with them?

If they slept in the same farmhouse, wouldn’t that be an opportunity for Lori? "Then you can sleep here."

Bruce said directly. Margaret immediately sucked in a breath of cold air. Sleeping with unfamiliar patients in this desolate countryside outside the limousine was scary for her.

A dozen people made preparations and walked towards the small village in the mountains before the sunset.

There were only a few dozen households in the small village. Hilla looked at her wealthy husband rent two courtyards.

Then, he wrapped his arm around her waist and walked into the most spacious and comfortable house.

Seeing this, Margaret rolled her eyes proudly at Lori!

...

Hilla looked at the best house in the village. Although it was not as exquisite as the houses in the city, it was warm and clean.

Even the bedding on the bed had been replaced with new ones.

She looked at Bruce in disbelief, "How did you do it?"

"With money."

Bruce said it casually, but Hilla still felt strange.

"How much?" she asked.

"Three hundred dollars!"

Three hundred was the salary of an ordinary man in this small mountain village.

For this mountain village, with so much money, of course, they were willing to rent the house to them.

"How long have you rented?"

"One night!"

Three hundred dollars for a night. No wonder this villager even changed the quilt.

Hilla couldn’t help but give him a thumb up silently.

Money made the mare go. It seemed that Mr. Anderson could live well wherever he went with his wealth. She was lucky to marry him.

However, three hundred dollars for a night was probably a price in this small village beyond their imagination.

"This house is really good. My sister and the others..."

"They are opposite."

Hilla pulled open the door curtain and saw Halle and Horton doing something in the room with Emily.

They were exhausted today. Hilla was lying on the bed and actually felt that the cheap bed was extremely comfortable, even better than the expensive branded leather bed in Bruce’s bedroom.

Sure enough, when people were tired, a bed was the best thing for them.

"Bruce, what’s your problem? Isn’t this house ours since we paid for it? Let them sleep in the other houses. Why do you want me to sleep with that woman?"

Margaret pointed angrily at Lori at the door.

Lori bit her lower lip in a grievance, lowered her head, and whispered, "I’m sorry

that the neighboring houses are full. That’s why I was arranged here. I didn’t expect that I would share a room with Miss Anderson.

"I can pay the accommodation fee for that house myself."

Lori’s voice was not loud, but it was clear and orderly. It sounded reasonable.

Margaret was full of dissatisfaction, and her little face clouded over.

"Do we look like we lack money? I don’t care if you have a place to sleep tonight. In short, I want my own room. Don’t even think about moving in."

Last night in the limousine, she was very aggrieved.

Halle focused on injured Horton. She was like a nanny wherever she was. Today, she finally regained her freedom, and this woman wanted to squeeze in.

The two houses were rented by them, and Margaret felt that they were very merciful to take in those refugees.

But the unruly Lori in front of her really made her really annoyed.

Margaret was furious, and the girl in front of her looked even weaker and more helpless.

When she stood at the door of their room with her head down, the tears in her eyes were about to fall. She really looked pitiful and tender.

"I’m sorry, Miss Anderson. I’m not trying to cause trouble for you. There was no room for me. That’s why I was asked to come over and share the room with you all for a night."

Next door was a room of several people, and their rooms were separate rooms.

Although there weren’t many rooms in this courtyard, they were the only ones living here.

However, Bruce gave the only two-story building in the village next door to others without even thinking about it.

"It’s your business. It has nothing to do with us. My brother has already rented a courtyard for you to spend the night. Even if the room is not enough, you have to think of a way. Do you want us to take care of you forever?"

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Margaret looked aggressive. She stared at Lori who seemed to feel wronged.

It seemed that Margaret, a rich young lady, was bullying a poor girl.

Lori looked so pitiable, which particularly reflected that Margaret was arrogant.

When Fred came over, he saw Lori standing at the corner, like a helpless rabbit. She was surrounded by a cluster of aggressive people.

Fred walked towards her immediately. He stood in front of her and said to the crowd, "What happened? Why are you telling her off?"

Fred tried to be polite. Obviously, they were bullying and complaining about Lori. It was simply unfair!

"Hey, mind your manner. We’re not bullying her. She’s pretending. And certainly, she did wrong. She deserves it. We helped you but we won’t always sacrifice to offer help."

Margaret didn’t want to be mistaken. She helped them but Fred came to complain about her.

It was never acceptable for her to be bit by hands that she once fed.

So she would not keep silent.

"Miss Anderson, I didn’t mean that. I really appreciate what you’ve done for us today."

"Appreciate? I think you’re taking advantage of it."

Hearing Margaret’s words, Hilla tugged at her sleeve. As Lori looked quite depressed, she made an eye gesture to stop Margaret.

"Sorry, I’m so sorry. That’s all my fault. Sorry to bother you. Please don’t quarrel. I can sleep anywhere. Sorry."

Lori ran out of the courtyard immediately. Fred was stunned but he quickly came to realize what happened.

Looking at people in the courtyard, he made an apology, "Sorry."

He then hurried to find Lori.

"Goody two-shoes! She is always pretending to be pitiable."

Margaret rolled her eyes.

"Can she find a place? They should have enough rooms," Hilla said.

They had offered to help them several times. Admittedly, it was possible for them to leave one more room.

But Hilla was also annoyed by Lori.

"None of our business. We gave them food, cars, and beds! That’s enough!" Margaret snorted. She returned to her room and closed the door.

Hilla glanced at Bruce subconsciously. She was eager to know what he was thinking about.

"Should we call her back?"

Hilla said in a low voice. Bruce held her waist and went back to the room, "Margaret’s right, none of our business."

It seemed to be the first time that Bruce agreed with Margaret. Hilla did find it unbelievable.

Didn’t he care about Lori?

...

Outside the courtyard.

Fred caught up with Lori and apologized to her, "Sorry. I never expect that they will misunderstand you."

Lori wiped the tears on her face and forced a smile. "It has nothing to do with you. I always do something to be misunderstood."

Fred shook his head and said, "I’ll leave the room for you. Go to have a rest."

"No. Where are you going to sleep?"

"We can sleep on the ground. That’s OK. We are men." Fred smiled indifferently.

"We once slept in worse rooms in the orphanage. It’s warm and comfortable here. We can lay a quilt on the ground."

Lori refused. She said, "But only I am left. Let me sleep on the ground."

"How could we ask a girl to do that? Anyway, I am your brother. No way."

Fred smiled, which rendered Lori more guilty. "Sorry, if I haven’t come with you, it won’t happen," she said.

Originally, they were going to teach children in the countryside. It was a good plan to help children in need.

However, Lori thought that she was just a jinx. "Come on. The rain has nothing to do with you." "But ...."

"You see, that guy may don’t know you come for him. And maybe ... you shouldn’t come."

Hearing the word "shouldn’t", Lori clenched her fists and bit her lip. She tried to stop her tears but failed, since Fred’s tone was too undesirable for her.

Fred knew her purpose. Though, he still came to remind her.

"He has a happy family life. Don’t pose our misfortune on others. This is not what a good girl should do."

Lori was stunned. She raised her head and stared at Fred in surprise. Her face was filled with grievance and sorrow.

She didn’t mean to do that! She didn’t come for that!

"Do you also think that I am a bad girl?"

Staring at Fred, Lori was urgent to know his answer. Fred gently patted her head.

"We grew up together. You are always my dear sister, who would give her bread to newcomers in the orphanage."

Lori was very nice and kind in the past and she wouldn’t become a bad girl.

Lori lowered her head and kept silent. She turned around and went to another courtyard.

It was cold at night in the mountain. The wind blew and insects in the grass kept chirping.

People in the two courtyards were sleeping soundly. Suddenly, someone screeched and they were all awakened.

"Snake! Help!"

At the midnight, Margaret went to the bathroom. She then saw something black twisting at the corner.

She widened her eyes and found that it was a snack. It was so scary that she ran away quickly.

But she bumped her head against the door frame.

It hurt and she felt dizzy.

"I can’t lie on the ground. The snack will come." Margaret thought.

Therefore, when Bruce, Hilla, and Halle came, they saw Margaret was lying on a table with a pot cover in her hands.

Margaret had a terrible dream. A large black snake was moving on her body and its red tongue was licking her face.

Its strange eyes were staring at her as if she was a feast. Then the snake said, "Be my woman and lay ten eggs!"

Margaret was so scared that she suddenly woke up. The big black snake disappeared and she saw an annoying face of a guy, as annoying as the snake in her dream.