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

Chapter 335: I Want To Break Off the Engagement

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Margaret touched the rose on her head and found her ears cold. She blushed and asked, "What do you think?"

Julian nodded. "Beautiful!"

"You like roses?"

Margaret lowered her eyes and studied him with confusion. He replied unnaturally, "Yes."

She asked, "You said beautiful. Did you mean me or this rose?"

Julian was stunned. He smiled helplessly. "Can I reserve my answer? It’s so difficult."

Margaret’s face darkened. She said fiercely immediately, "Why? Is it because you don’t want to or you don’t dare to? It’s just a yes or no question."

Julian coughed softly. His gaze swept past Margaret and landed on a bunch of roses. He said seriously, "Willows smile in the wind while apricots blush in the rain."

Margaret frowned. "Is this a poem?"

Julian answered, "Yes. About a beautiful lady."

Margaret smiled in shyness. She knew that he was praising her.

She touched the rose petals on her head and whispered, "What does it mean?"

Julian said seriously, "You’re more beautiful than roses."

Margaret thought, "Oh, no! What’s going on?"

She knew that she was pretty. But she felt somewhat shy when he said that.

But she was not as knowledgeable as Halle. What a pity. Otherwise, perhaps she could finish the following lines, and then they would be just like an ancient beauty and poetic gentleman.

As Margaret was thinking, she suddenly saw that Julian was walking towards the villa. She quickly held the rose on her head and chased after him. "Julian, wait for me!"

As a result, Margaret ended up moving back and forth the pink rose on her hand, and occasionally giggling while looking at a mirror.

Hilla was confused by her strange behavior. "What’s wrong with you? You didn’t eat much tonight."

Moreover, she found that Margaret did not find trouble with Julian today. The dinner was finished without any bicker. Even Orlenna could not help but say Margaret behaved well tonight.

Could it be that Margaret was excited about Orlenna’s praise?

"Hilla, what do you think of this rose?"

Hilla’s gaze fell on the rose above Margaret’s ear and nodded.

Flowers were all very beautiful in full blossom.

Margaret smiled. "Just as beautiful as me, right?"

Hilla was somewhat speechless.

"Do you know the poem about a beautiful lady?"

Hilla was slightly stunned. "Which one are you talking about?"

Hilla found that Margaret was weird.

"Willows smile in the wind while apricots blush in the rain.

"A beautiful poem, right? Julian said that I was as pretty as, no, prettier than this rose."

Margaret acted in a shy way, just like a little wife being praised by her husband.

Hilla furrowed as she knew this poem was about an ugly girl. She asked, "Are you sure Julian said this?"

It seemed impossible.

Margaret nodded. She then got the rose off her head like a treasure. She said with a red face, "This is the first time someone has said this to me. I didn’t like him before. But he has such good taste. He is knowledgeable, right?"

Just like Halle, he always said something poetic that confused listeners. But it did not matter. Anyway, they were good words this time.

The corner of Hilla’s mouth twitched. She had to say, "Yeah."

Margaret smiled with satisfaction and said proudly, "I’m going to make it into a specimen, with this poem on it."

She then ran back to her room with joy before Hilla could say something.

When Bruce went upstairs, he found that Hilla was staring at Margaret’s room, looking somewhat worried and hesitating.

She avoided his gaze when seeing him.

Bruce pulled her into his embrace and lowered to kiss her red lips. He whispered in her ear, "You’re thinking of someone."

Hilla knew that it was a test, but she didn’t get mad. She said in a worried tone, "Margaret’s wedding is coming. There are still a lot of things to get prepared for. But I’m so worried to see Margaret treat Julian like that ..."

Maybe it was a wrong decision to get them together.

This quick engagement was mostly because of Bruce’s missing last time.

At that time, the Anderson family was in crisis. Even Orlenna was touched when Julian came to save them.

They knew very well that the Andersons would have a difficult time if Bruce didn’t come back.

Hilla understood that Orlenna made that marriage decision for the sake of Margaret. If something happened to the Anderson Group, at least Margaret would not worry about money after she married Julian.

Just like all mothers in the world, Orlenna also had planned for Margaret. But now Bruce had returned and the Anderson Group was under good operation. Hilla was wondering whether this marriage was good for Margaret.

"Are you worried that she will escape?"

Bruce held her more tightly. Hilla felt uncomfortable, but she only shook her head.

"I’m afraid that she won’t be as happy as us."

She was afraid that Margaret would be like Halle. She understood how painful life would be if people got married just because of wealth.

"Perhaps we should cancel the wedding if she has no feeling for Julian. Anyway, it will only lead the share price to decrease a little."

She felt sorry for Margaret when she saw Margaret was fooled by Julian.

She and Margaret were not sisters, but they were just like family members after staying together for a long time.

Hilla kept muttering, unable to find that she was almost naked.

Bruce kissed the corner of her mouth, his eyes deepening.

He buried his head in her neck and whispered in a hoarse voice, "If she doesn’t want to marry Julian, no one can force her to do so. You know her well."

"No! Margaret cares a lot about the Anderson family’s reputation."

She was a girl willing to protect her family’s honor. Hilla admired her a lot as she was willing to marry a man she didn’t like just for the sake of her family.

Hilla realized what was happening and pushed the man on her. She said with a frown, "What are you doing?"

But Bruce did not stop. He threw away the last piece of clothing she had on her body and smirked.

His breath was on her face. He said in a seductive voice, "I’m doing this for our second baby. We will know better about the steps required. Practice makes perfect. You know what to do if you want to have a baby again."

Hilla stared at the man on the top of her head in disbelief. How could he say this naturally?

But she had been naked and forced to lie on the bed when she reacted. He was moving up and down on her body, so tough that she almost couldn’t breathe.

She didn’t think he needed any practice to know better about this.

Knocking sounds came just as they were enjoying the sex. Then it was Margaret’s furious voice. "Bruce, come out. I’m going to cancel the engagement."

Bruce thought, "I’ll make you sorry for that when I’m out!"

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The knocking continued. Hilla wanted to push Bruce away, but he didn’t stop.

Just as Hilla was about to speak, Margaret’s voice came again. "Bruce, I know that you’re inside. Come out."

From Margaret’s flustered and exasperated voice, Hilla knew the reason. She understood it. But that seemed to be a misunderstanding.

The Julian she knew wouldn’t do what Margaret had said.

"Bruce, if you don’t come out, I’ll hit the door."

Margaret shouted outside. Those who did not know the reason would think that she was here to seek revenge.

Hilla wanted to persuade the man on her to stop, but she found Bruce had turned into quiet.

Hilla was stunned. Seeing Bruce’s gloomy face, she knew what Margaret would suffer later.

Sure enough, Bruce opened the door without looking back. Even Margaret, who was outside the door, could feel his anger.

The moment the door opened, Margaret ran to the stairs at once. Seeing Bruce, she immediately wore an aggrieved look.

"Bruce, someone bullied me. You should help me!"

With that, she quietly sized up the man in disheveled clothes, ready to run away at any time if Bruce rushed over.

No! She found that it was at the wrong time as Bruce looked furious.

If she had known earlier, she would have changed a few positions in her room and come here later.

Bruce sneered, frightening Margaret so much that she almost rolled down the stairs. "Just say it outright. Don’t sneer! You look scary!" "Come in."

The smile on Bruce’s face disappeared in an instant. His cold voice came, just like a ghost speaking from hell.

Margaret shivered and was about to refuse. But she found that Bruce was already in the room.

Margaret thought, "Will it work if I say I regret now?"

"Margaret, come in!"

Hilla spoke to her gently at the door with a loose bathrobe.

Luckily, Bruce was married. Otherwise, he looked so scary when his desire couldn’t be satisfied.

Margaret hesitated for a moment before moving over slowly.

She was still ready to run away at any time. After all, her life was more important than that stupid marriage.

Margaret stopped at the door and no longer moved forward. Looking at Bruce, who was overwhelming, she already felt that she was going to die.

In her epitaph, the inscription would be like this: Margaret, female, twenty eight years old, unmarried!

"Bruce ... I, I want to cancel the engagement."

Margaret said with a trembling voice. She looked up but only to meet Bruce’s icy gaze. She whispered, "I’m just thinking about it, not saying you have to do it."

Bruce raised his eyelids and said expressionlessly, "Why?"

Why?

Margaret was stunned. She had a lot of reasons. But would it sound stupid if she told him she was fooled by Julian with a poem about an ugly girl?

What if Bruce sneered at her, saying she was such a fool and knew nothing about poems?

More importantly, it would be a disaster for her if Bruce sent her back to school to learn more knowledge.

"Well, it’s just that I think we are not right for each other. And our personalities aren’t compatible."

Bruce smiled significantly. He said, "It seems you have an advantage: great self-awareness."

"Did you tell this to Mom?"

From Margaret’s guilty look, he knew that she was afraid of being scolded.

The wedding was ready and they had invited guests. So now her mother must be furious if she knew Margaret wanted to cancel the wedding.

Seeing Margaret’s embarrassment, Hilla step forward and said, "Margaret and Julian just know a bit about each other. Marriage is indeed not appropriate now, not to mention ..."

She also felt that they were not right for each other now.

Margaret looked at Hilla and nodded vigorously, almost pouncing over to kiss her.

Bruce coldly glared at her, "It’s your own wedding. You should deal with it yourself."

"Really? Are you saying myself? Then it’s okay with you if I cancel the engagement?"

Margaret’s eyes lit up. She gave an air kiss to Bruce and said excitedly, "Thank you, Bruce. You are a great brother. I am leaving. You go ahead."

As she spoke, she closed the door. Then she said again with her head in, "Don’t worry, I’ll watch over Mom. Just have fun!"

Bruce thought, "I would have you crippled right now if you were inside the room."

Margaret had been gone for two days. As the wedding got closer, Hilla felt more worried.

Would Margaret left home because she failed to cancel her engagement? If this happened, it would be more troublesome than canceling the wedding.

In a VIP room of an entertainment club.

Inside were three women who were playing Landlord with excitement.

Riya was the landlord five times in a row but ended up losing every time. Margaret was pasting a note on her with saliva, and she immediately moved away in disgust.

"You’re about to get married. Behavior like a good wife! Julian doesn’t mind your saliva, but I do."

Couldn’t she use water or double-sided glue?

"Why should I do that? I don’t care about whether Julian minds it or not. You lose. Halle, hurry up and stick it on her."

Compared with winning money, this was more exciting for her.

Before Riya could resist, she spat on the paper and stick it on Riya’s face.

Riya thought, "I’m in hell again!"

Seeing this, Halle hesitated and suggested, "Perhaps we should take a break."

"Halle, how can you be so soft- hearted? She is the landlord! If you treat her like this, we migrant workers will suffer. You forgot how she cheated food."

Then Margaret snatched the note from Halle’s hand. She spat again and put it on Riya’s face.

Riya’s hand trembled with cards.

"Let’s call it a day. I’m going to call Hilla to come over. I’m so unlucky without her."

"No, we’re not having Hilla over. We’ve said just the three of us."

Margaret quickly stopped her. Riya raised her eyebrows and looked at Margaret. She sneered, "Did you do something wrong? You must be afraid that the Anderson family will know your location. So you didn’t even tell Hilla."

Halle also felt that something was not quite right. She asked, "Your wedding is coming soon. Is it because of this?"

Margaret was ganged upon. She turned to look at Halle. Then she narrowed her eyes

and stared at Halle’s neck, saying, "Halle, why is your neck red?"

Halle put her hand around her collar in panic. She had to pretend she didn’t ask Margaret that question.