novelraw Chapter 320: You Want To Be My Mother?
Chapter 320: You Want To Be My Mother?
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Hilla frowned when she saw those women running over.
Horton and Halle couldn’t fight. Frank was such a coward. He wanted to escape immediately after seeing those women.
She and Bruce had to beat so many women, but they couldn’t do it.
While Hilla was hesitating, those women surrounded the car. Then, they eagerly looked at Horton who was sitting in the car!
Hilla was stunned for a moment and then quickly reacted.
Bruce had said that they would offer free medical services this time. These people had come for medical examinations!
The few of them looked at Horton. Horton nodded calmly and let Halle push him out.
The women quickly lined up outside the car. Under Bruce’s instructions, Hilla directed the population information of Butterfly Town into her phone.
After everything was done, it was evening. The mayor came over again but was rejected by Bruce.
They were in a hurry to leave here. Frank, who was hiding in the car’s bathroom, had fallen asleep.
"The city government attaches great importance to this census. We have to go to the next place right now."
Bruce said calmly. The mayor nodded. As long as they did not enter the town, she did not have to worry about being discovered the population problem.
They chatted for a while with different purposes and Bruce got into the car.
The mayor triumphantly watched them successfully leave Butterfly Town.
"I’m out. I’m finally out. I can go home now."
Frank looked out the window excitedly, like a child getting some candies.
Before Frank went home, Bruce brought him to the local police station of the city and handed over all the population information Hilla had collected.
The local leaders attached great importance to this matter because of Bruce’s status.
How could such a town with traditional customs appear in this era?
After completing the handover of the matters about Butterfly Town, they stopped their cars in a park to rest.
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Far City!
Margaret angrily found that she was not sent back to River City, but Far City.
Looking at Julian, she said with a fake smile, "Mr. Jorgansen, can’t you afford to pay the oil and drive to River City?"
If that was the case, she wouldn’t mind taking the express train.
"What good will it do for you if I can’t afford the oil?"
Julian turned around and glanced at Margaret. He opened a door and said, "You sleep in this room."
Margaret had been to the Jorgansen’s with Julian, but every time she went was the Jorgansen’s old house which was full of the Jorgansens.
This villa seemed to be Julian’s private property.
At the midnight, he took her, a pretty beautiful woman, to such a place alone. What did he want to do to her?
Margaret stood at the door of the room and looked inside, but hesitated to go in. "Are you afraid of sleeping alone? Do you want to sleep with me?" Julian’s expression seemed to say, "I know you want to sleep with me!"
"What are you thinking about? I just feel that room is not worthy of me."
Margaret proudly raised her head. Her eyes were filled with disdain as she looked at Julian.
Julian nodded. "In the future, you can live anywhere you like. Now, you can only live in that room unless you want to sleep in my room with me."
"You are so shameless. Sleep in your room with you? Who cares?" After saying that, she entered her room and slammed the door. Looking at the closed door, Julian chuckled. "She is still so easy to fool."
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Margaret, who had always been able to sleep until late morning, woke up early because of the unfamiliar room.
Looking at the sun had just risen, Margaret leaned against the balcony railing and sighed weakly.
She thought it was a dream that she was kept by Julian here. But this was reality.
Her life was too bitter!
She saw a man in white slowly walked under her balcony. It was Julian.
He was dressed in a white sports shirt. It seemed that he just finished running.
Margaret rolled her eyes at him. He wanted to seduce her just like that. How shameless.
She grew up in the Anderson family and had seen all kinds of handsome young men. Her brother, Bruce, was much more handsome than Julian. She wouldn’t be tempted by Julian.
Margaret was still grumbling about Julian when someone knocked on the door.
"Miss, are you awake?"
The servant outside the door spoke carefully.
Margaret would never vent her anger on other people, let alone the servants.
She said gently, "I’m awake. I’m freshening up now."
"Please go downstairs for breakfast later."
"Alright. I got it."
Hearing the servant leave, Margaret sighed.
After freshening up in the bathroom, Margaret put gorgeous makeup on herself. She couldn’t lose the momentum.
The restaurant downstairs!
Julian had been there and started eating. His movements were graceful and his temperament was dignified. He looked like a noble.
His manner was naturally imposing and strong. His thin lips were tempting. His eyes and eyebrows were a little sharp, showing another amorous feeling.
"Come over to eat. Why are you standing there? Could you fill yourself by seeing me?"
Hearing that, Margaret shifted her gaze. She snorted and turned her head to the side, reluctantly walking over.
"Are you made of fish or sour spicy beef? Or do you think you are the rice and I could fill myself by seeing you?"
After mocking Julian, Margaret felt a burst of joy.
Making him unhappy was her greatest happiness.
In any case, she couldn’t lose out in front of any man.
Julian was not angry. He put down the bowl in his hand and said calmly, "Miss Anderson, I find that you aren’t fussy about your food. If you want to eat those things, just let the chef cook them tonight. It is suitable to eat something light in the morning."
After that, he asked the servant to serve Margaret a cup of hot milk.
Margaret was a little proud before, but when she heard Julian’s words, she was somewhat discouraged.
What did he mean by that? Did he mean that she was cheap?
Her family owned the property worth more than twenty billion. She was at least worth twenty million.
She thought angrily, "How dare you call me cheap?"
"Who said that? I’m not only fussy about my food but also fussy about the people."
Especially this man in front of her.
"It doesn’t matter. I live a delicate life. You can be fussy!"
After Julian finished speaking, he finished his meal and elegantly stood up. He passed Margaret, not even glancing at her.
It was as if he hadn’t seen Margaret with an evident mixture of feeling at the table at all.
When he walked past her, he said calmly, "Even if you want to attract my attention, you don’t have to wear such gorgeous lipstick in the mealtime. It’s not suitable for you!"
Margaret was speechless.
How could he be so shameless! He must be crazy!
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Not suitable for her?
Margaret looked closely at her reflection on the wall. She was so young and pretty.
Such exquisite makeup, perfect facial features, and delicate and alluring... red lips.
She looked too beautiful!
No wonder Julian felt that she was seducing him.
She wanted to intimidate him with her beauty, but this man’s brain was built differently.
Did Margaret ever need to seduce a man?
Margaret snorted angrily and sat down. But she was not in the mood for breakfast.
Julian’s words seemed to have a hidden meaning, and she felt weird about it.
She clearly refuted him aggressively, but she still felt uncomfortable.
Margaret took a bite of the bread and imagined the bread as Julian.
Margaret thought about it during the breakfast and realized it was because she felt she lost to him.
Julian might think that since she lived in his house and ate his food, he would have power over her.
But she didn’t buy it. He took her there in the first place, why would she bother saving his money?
Margaret figured it out and turned to the maid. "Could you bring me some strawberries? I wanted the most expensive ones."
Eating more food in his house made her feel like she was taking advantage of him.
She hadn’t finished the strawberries yet.
They heard the car outside and then someone opened the door.
It was Julian, and he returned already.
This man must be a ghost!
Or... did she successfully seduce him?
Margaret was confused when she saw Julian take in a sexy lady.
Margaret didn’t say a word.
"Julian, you are dead," Margaret said in her heart. "Julian, how come there’s a woman in your house?"
’What’s wrong with me being a woman? Why can’t a woman be here?’ Margaret thought.
Did that woman think she wanted to be here?
He was only out for a while and he had already brought back a sexy lady? What was he thinking?
Was he showing off to her?
"Never mind. It’s not that important."
Julian replied indifferently as if Margaret was just an unimportant maid in his family.
Margaret felt insulted.
They were clearly trying to provoke her.
What did he mean by ’it’s not important? It was not like she was an anime character.
Julian brought her over and took in another woman. Did he want them to live together with him?
They were not even married yet. What a douche!
"That’s right. I’m not an important person. I’m just Mr. Jorgansen’s fiancée." If this woman wanted a piece of Julian, she’d have to ask her first. The woman looked at Margaret in disbelief and then turned to Julian.
She looked back and forth several times and then she pulled Julian to the corner for a private conversation.
She kept turning back at Margaret with a strange look.
’Margaret had an arrogant look on her face. She had the temperament of a typical spoiled young lady of a rich and powerful family.
Margaret had never lost a quarrel. As for fighting, she was confident that she could beat this woman.
"Hey, are you done talking?"
"Julian, I’ve had enough of this crappy place. Drive me home now, or get me a car if you are busy."
Julian smiled evilly, "So you are saying that my wife is running away and I have to give her a car as well?"
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It was not like they didn’t have a car or they were short of money to buy a car.
He couldn’t even give her a car. Was he looking down on her status as the eldest daughter of the Anderson family?
Wait... something was not right with his words.
What was it?
Margaret frowned. Then she figured out the next second.
She pointed at the man in front of her and said angrily, "Who, who is your wife? You are so cheeky! I haven’t agreed to marry you yet."
"Do you want me to propose to you?"
Julian sounded serious. Margaret was so angry, but she choked on her words after seeing his expression.
This man definitely got a unique brain.
Julian completely ignored her calling him cheeky, but he somehow thought about proposing?
Moreover, this man wanted to propose to her.
Margaret’s heart skipped a beat.
When she heard the word ’propose’, she felt a little strange. She was a little angry, but at the same time, she also felt excited.
There must have been something wrong with her.
She wanted to call off the engagement. If this man proposed to her, she would be scared to death.
This news must have been too terrifying for her, and that was why she was not mentally stable.
"Who asked you to propose? Who said I want to marry you? That’s so cheeky."
"Miss Anderson, are you able to use any words other than cheeky?"
The woman standing next to Julian stepped up. She looked at Margaret condescendingly.
Perhaps it was because this woman was taller than her, Margaret felt less confident in front of her.
However, Margaret felt that she was younger and more energetic than her.
Therefore, Margaret talked back.
"Whatever words I like to use is none of your business. I like to say cheeky, cheeky,
bloody cheeky!"
The last sentence was clearly directed at someone.
The woman’s face darkened. She pointed at Margaret and questioned, "I dare you to say that again?"
"What did I say?"
"You just called me, uh..." The woman was furious. She pointed at Margaret, but she was too angry to speak.
"Ugly? I didn’t say you were ugly. Don’t frame me. Unless you knew yourself too well and came to this conclusion on your own."
Margaret replied before she could finish her sentence.
Seeing that the woman was about to blow up, Margaret couldn’t be happier. "Julian, look at her. Why don’t you say something? This is going too far!"
The woman walked to Julian angrily and then walked to him and hugged his arm intimately.
It seemed like she was about to eat him, and Margaret felt disgusted.
"I’m not his mother, and he’s not my son. He did not have the right to control me."
"You better figure out our relationships before you say something stupid!"
It seemed like Margaret was trying to draw a line between Julian and her. Her face was full of disdain.
However, before she finished speaking, Julian walked over.
His eyes were deep and bright, and his aura was strong.
He walked up to Margaret and grabbed her wrist. He clenched his grip like an iron lock.
Julian questioned her, "I don’t have the right control you? You want to be my mother?"
Margaret couldn’t say a word.
"Stop dreaming!" Julian said,
"Your mother-in-law won’t agree."
Margaret was confused.
"If you want to be a mom, let’s have a baby together."