novelraw Chapter 334: It Is a Perfect Match for You
Chapter 334: It Is a Perfect Match for You
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A flash of lightning cut through the sky and the light that came through the window lit up the room.
The dazzling light flashed across Horton’s face paused Hilla. She suddenly fell into hesitation.
If it wasn’t for the darkness in the room, if it wasn’t for the wine she had drunk today, she probably wouldn’t have the courage.
The short hesitation was cut off as Horton suddenly grabbed her waist.
At the moment Halle was dumbfounded, the passive receiver gained the initiative.
He pressed his body towards her, his hot breath hitting her face.
Before Halle could say anything, Horton buried his head in her neck. His husky and suppressed voice came up.
"Men should take the initiative."
As Horton’s voice traveled into her ears, fitful heatwaves were brought up by his hot breath.
Her skin was like being covered with warm mist. If the light was on now, he would definitely see that her entire body was dyed crimson.
Halle didn’t have time to speak before Horton’s kiss fell on her.
He was not as gentle as he used to be, nor as refined as he was usually.
This other-worldly handsome cool guy was like a ferocious beast at the moment, biting and tearing apart all the secrets she had hidden, bit by bit.
Halle, who had originally thought that she was the one that called the shots, suddenly found that she was already somewhat unable to resist.
Before she could be surprised, she had already been defeated and surrendered.
If she had known it, she would not have been so bold.
When she was still thinking about it, she was pushed to orgasm without any preparation.
The fierce rainstorm and thunder outside the window baptized the entire River City without any warning.
The branches and leaves that had been beaten up by the storm for the entire night gave off a dark green luster. The branches feebly swayed their bodies, bringing down countless water droplets.
Gently buried herself in the quilt, Halle could only feel a familiar sense of comfort, which made her fall asleep without thinking.
As to the Anderson family, people are getting busy day by day because of Margaret’s wedding.
After coming back from her trip, Hilla had no time to rest but to follow Orlenna to prepare for all kinds of things for the wedding.
However, Margaret, the bride-to- be, seemed to have nothing to do, only being forced to lose weight by Orlenna all day.
"What does it have to do with me as the Anderson family is holding a wedding? Why am I here?"
Riya followed Hilla from store to store in malls with unwillingness.
Hilla pulled her hand and said, "Margaret is picky. I need your help. I want to choose a wedding gift for her."
So she was just having no idea about what Margaret liked?
Riya curled her lips, her face beautiful with exquisite elegance. Obviously, she was still unwilling to be here.
No matter what, they used to be rivals in love. In those romance novels, an outstanding young lady like her was normally an important antagonist.
Was it appropriate for her to treat a villain like this?
"You can ask for Halle’s help. She has flexible working hours, I am very busy."
Riya was the only girl throughout the three generations of the Marley family, in which there were many boys. Being the only girl between them, it could be said that Riya was the apple of the Marleys’ eyes.
Even if she had still not found the right person to get married to, no one in the Marley family dared to urge her.
"Halle is busy lately." She even didn’t mention taking Emily back.
Previously, Hilla was about to call Halle for that. But when she thought of the day Halle and Horton left, she was worried that she would ruin Halle’s plan. As a result, she had to turn to Riya for help.
Riya snorted at Hilla’s explanation. But when she turned around and saw the baby shop in front, she led Hilla in happily.
"How about this? It’s interesting."
Riya waved a pair of baby shoes in front of Hilla.
They were cute and small, and Hilla liked them very much. It just came to her mind that she should also prepare the shoes for the twins. Although Orlenna had prepared a lot, it meant a lot more for her to do it as a mother.
"Margaret and Julian are still arguing with each other. She will probably be irritated again if she got this."
"Oh, I have an idea."
The next thing Hilla knew was that she was dragged into a bookstore. Riya was
standing in front of the shelves getting as many books as she could.
Looking at the hundreds of romance novels, Hilla hurriedly said, "You can’t be taking this for me!"
Margaret would freak out.
Riya waved her hand, "Of course not. This is from me."
Hilla couldn’t help but think, "What an ’amazing’ idea! Thank you for giving me a break!"
"What about me?" They came out for her, right?
Looking at the full box of romance novels, Riya nodded in satisfaction, "You can make clothes. Just make her a pair of pajamas."
"Pajamas?"
"For the newly married couple, I am sure you understand."
Hilla shook her head and thought, "No, I don’t want to."
"Although Margaret is a bimbo, her body is ... Julian is lucky. Margaret has big boobs."
Riya made a body shape gesture toward Hilla, which made her blush with embarrassment. Hilla was glad that she had not received the wedding gift from her.
After they finished shopping, Hilla looked at Bruce who had come to pick her up, and asked in confusion, "Why did you come over?"
Did Bruce leave early?
"I am passing by."
Bruce opened the door for Hilla and turned to Riya, "Your time is precious. Don’t trouble to come out."
Riya silently criticized, "What now? Am I trouble?"
She was so angry that she didn’t even want to keep the smile on her face.
"I just happen to have time today. Give me a ride!"
She didn’t plan on being the third wheel. But since Bruce had been so annoyed with her, she could be more annoying!
Hilla poked her head out of the window and said in a low voice, "She came for me. Let’s get her home!"
"Did you hear that? Take me home."
Riya snorted coldly and thought, No matter what, I am his ex. Even if we haven’t fallen in love, we grow up together! What is he doing now?> Riya was about to open the car door, but Bruce suddenly cut in. He frowned and looked behind her with a straight face, "I heard it. But I won’t!" ... Whatever. She didn’t want to be the third wheel anyway. Looking at the car disappearing, Riya confidently adjusted the long hair on her shoulders and snorted swaggeringly. Was there anything to be proud of marrying someone? She just didn’t want to get married. If she did... Her gaze fell on the man who leisurely walked over not far away, which made her immediately frown. Even if she was going to marry someone, it wouldn’t be him. Stefan walked over and tried to take over the heavy bag in her hand. "Since when did you like reading?" His gaze moved away from the car that had disappeared, his eyes filled with coldness. Stefan’s hand missed her bag as Riya moved to another side. He frowned slightly and withdrew his hand before he turned around and said, "My car is over there. Let’s go home!" What made him so arrogant? She could just ignore going with him! Riya raised her chin proudly, but she still followed him after staying put for a while. It was not easy to take a taxi here. Meantime it would take too long for her driver to come and pick her. Plus the books were heavy! Just as she sat in the car, Stefan suddenly press himself down on her, which made her was so scared that she quickly put her hands in front of her chest and said with vigilance, "What are you doing?" "Fasten the seatbelt!" After Stefan fastened his seatbelt, he turned to her with his black eyes became even colder, "So afraid of me?" "Afraid of you? Bullshit. How is this..." "I remember everything that happened that night." "Shut up." "I was not drunk. It was not a drunken mistake." "Stop it!" "Avoiding me is useless. You were the one who seduced me that night." "I told you to stop talking." Riya’s face was flushed with anger. Her aggravated voice was a bit hysterical. Having nowhere to run as the car was deliberately locked, she had to watch Stefan turn his head and fix his eyes on her. Just as she was about to fly into a rage out of humiliation, he suddenly asked with a grievance, "You want to abandon me?" No, she didn’t... "No way!" Stefan spoke with certainty. His gaze locked onto Riya when he said seriously, "You’ll have to take responsibility since you have done it." "No, I didn’t. I am innocent!" Riya thought. Sitting in the car, Hilla glanced at the shopping mall behind, then turned around and glared at Bruce with a frown. "I won’t misunderstand. Why didn’t you get Riya home?" She was the one who asked her out, but she had left her at the entrance of the mall alone. Hilla couldn’t help but feel guilty. Bruce remained serious as he drove. He said calmly, "Someone will do it." Hilla pursed her lips in disbelief, "Really?" Bruce suddenly turned around and smiled at her, "You can just trust me. Don’t worry. I’m good at driving." Hilla thought, "I wasn’t talking about driving!" At the time Hilla returned to the Anderson’s, she saw Julian coming over. Before she could make him a greeting, Margaret pulled him away one step ahead of her. Hilla frowned and looked at Bruce with confusion, "Do I look like a bad sister-in-law who breaks apart couples?" Margaret was like a little rabbit seeing a big bad wolf and tried to protect Julian behind when she saw her. Was Margaret trying to warn her by that gaze? "Beauty is a sin. You are unforgivable in my eyes." After Bruce finished speaking, Hilla felt that her entire body had left the ground. She was so nervous that she hugged Bruce tightly. With a reddened face, she pouted. "What the hell are you doing?" "There are so many servants in the house! All of them have lowered their heads and walked away with sniggering!" Hilla couldn’t help complained in her mind. "What if Mom sees us?" "She understands." Bruce ignored everything but carried Hilla upstairs, directly passed by Orlenna who was about to go down. Hilla didn’t have time to struggle free before she heard Orlenna say with a meaningful expression, "Be careful. It takes three years for recovery after a cesarean section. Then you can have a second child." After saying that, she went downstairs with helplessness and shouted to the kitchen, "Prepare some supplements for Mrs. Anderson." Hilla zoned out for a moment and wondered, "Can I not take them?" Bruce smiled as he strode into the room. The moment the door was closed, Hilla was pressed against it with her feet hung in the air, tightly pressed between by Bruce. She hugged him nervously and blushed, "It’s still in the middle of the day!" "There will be guests tonight!" Bruce’s breath hit Hilla’s face when he thought that he wouldn’t be available at night since Julian would come over for dinner these days. Moreover, Hilla had to take care of the children at night. "But..." "Mom said it was OK." Bruce’s interception recalled Hilla of what happened just now. She had been carried in by Bruce just like that! It was so embarrassing! "Take it easy. Mom told me not to have a second child for now." "That’s not what I meant!" Hilla pursed her lips and felt Bruce pressing down on her. He said in a husky voice, "The supplements are ready. Do you want it?" Hilla fell silent. In the flower pavilion. Julian frowned with slight dissatisfaction because Margaret had dragged him out, "What are you doing?" "Get you to visit the courtyard." Margaret heaved a sigh of relief as she looked back and found that Hilla hadn’t come along. Julian followed her gaze and comforted, "Take it easy. They didn’t follow us." Margaret turned her head and coldly snorted at Julian’s indifferent and handsome face. Then she said with a strange smile, "You do want her to keep up so that you can talk to her, right?" Dream up! She was not going to let that happen! They could not get close to each other even if they had broken up! Julian glanced at her coldly and said in a low voice, "I didn’t expect you to be so ’thoughtful’." Too "thoughtful". Margaret was unhappy hearing this, "What do you mean?" She could tell he said that with sarcasm. "I mean visiting the courtyard." Julian sat down on the stone bench and casually pulled off a rose, "Don’t bother. I’ve looked around thoroughly." He would rather sit down and admire the flowers before him. Margaret sat down on the opposite side and stared at Julian with a cold smile, "Oh, you reminded me of the time when you came over for Hilla behind our backs again and again." Julian’s eyes settled on Margaret’s face calmly and questioned with the rose in his hand, "What is this?" Margaret wondered, "Is there something wrong with you? "Roses!" Margret replied with an honest face. Julian nodded with satisfaction and leaned over to insert the rose on her head, at which he stared for a moment and said, "It’s a perfect match for you."