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

Chapter 362: Break Up

When Margaret and Julian returned home, they went straight to their room.

Julian followed behind. Evan glanced at them and was a little worried, "Mrs. Jorgansen seems to be very unhappy!"

"Prepare some food and send it up for her."

After Julian finished speaking, he turned and left.

Evan looked at the door and looked upstairs. Did they go out and quarrel?

Margaret sat on the big bed in the bedroom, listening to the sound of the car engine coming from downstairs. She hurriedly ran to the balcony and saw the car leave.

"Let’s see. He’d better not come back."

Margaret indignantly sat back on the bed and looked at the two pillows on the bed. She was furious and threw one of them to the ground. She grabbed her phone and dialed a video call.

Hilla suddenly received a video of Margaret, and before she could ask, Margaret had already started shouting.

"Julian is too annoying. I want a divorce."

Hilla covered her phone and glanced at Orlenna, who was changing the little guy’s diapers, and whispered, "Mom, I need to pick up the phone."

Orlenna nodded and wanted to say something. In the end, she didn’t say anything.

Seeing that Orlenna didn’t intend to ask, Hilla quickly took her cell phone and returned to her room.

As soon as she returned to her room, Hilla saw that Margaret was crying and immediately panicked.

"What’s wrong? Didn’t you just return to the Jorgansen family? Did they bully you?"

Hilla frowned. She had thought that the things she had been worried about would not happen to Margaret. Given Margaret’s identity, the Jorgansen family should treat her well.

However, as soon as Margaret cried, Hilla couldn’t help but wonder if it was wrong to not help Margaret cancel the marriage.

"How could those people dare to bully me? It’s Julian..."

As soon as Margaret mentioned this person, the depression in her heart could not be dispersed. She wished that he would appear in front of her would appear and let her beat him up.

"He is not his mother’s biological son. What does it have to do with me? Why was he angry with me? He ignored me and went to the company."

Hilla was stunned, frowning slightly. She didn’t speak for a while.

"What right does he have to be angry at me? He is not satisfied with his stepmother as she betrayed his father. That’s none of my business, but he still dares to be angry at me. Why should I tolerate it?"

"I don’t want to talk to him anymore. I want a divorce."

The more Margaret spoke, the angrier she became. In the end, she felt that she had been wronged.

She married and went to Far City. Not only did she have no relatives, but she also had someone she did not like. What’s worse, Julian bullied her!

Hearing this, Hilla didn’t know what to say. Finally, when she saw Margaret’s angry look, she couldn’t help but feel distressed. "Perhaps Julian is not angry with you. This matter is also the pain in his heart. It should just be that he does not want to mention it. He is also the victim of this matter."

Hilla didn’t know how to tell Margaret about it. When she knew about it, it was also during the time when the Holt family was in a precarious situation.

She asked for help from the Jorgansen family. She thought that the Jorgansen family could lend a helping hand because of the friendship between the two families over the years, but in the end, she did not expect to hear the matter about Julian.

In his twenties, Julian realized that his mother, who had always been indifferent to him, was not his biological mother.

Marry couldn’t give birth to a child, and her marriage with Julian’s father was also a business marriage. After the marriage, they had no feelings. Later, the Jorgansen family adopted Julian.

She thought that it was an adopted son, but she did not expect it was because of Marry.

No one knew Julian’s birth mother. Julian was just a tool that Marry had created for the sake of their relationship and their status.

In the Jorgansen family, Julian was an existence that was ridiculed and despised. In Marry’s eyes, he was just a sign of status.

"He is the victim. Can he casually give me face? Was his misfortune caused by me?" Margaret was still very unhappy, especially when she saw Julian’s enigmatic eyes.

In the past, she didn’t think much of it, but now she just felt that she couldn’t stand it.

"Margaret, perhaps Julian doesn’t have any other intentions. It should just be that he doesn’t want to mention it. Everyone has things that they don’t want to be mentioned. If the scar is revealed in front of others, perhaps he will feel inferior."

"Maybe he cares about you."

Hilla couldn’t think of any reason to comfort Margaret, but she felt that if this matter

was brought up, Julian would definitely be emotional.

It was true that he was unhappy, but he probably wouldn’t target Margaret.

"He cares about me? How is that possible?"

Margaret’s tone relaxed and she muttered in a low voice, "He only knows how to bully me. How could he care about me? Besides, we are related by marriage. He only married me because of his status in the Jorgansen family."

No matter what, she, Margaret, was also precious.

She was the only daughter of the Anderson family, and many people were jealous of her.

"Margaret, Julian is not a person who would sell himself out just for benefits." If Julian was that kind of person, then earlier on, he could have done so. He hadn’t.

"Hilla, I really didn’t expect you to speak up for him. Does my brother know about that?"

She was Bruce’s sister. Hilla should have stood on her side no matter what happened. She should have joined her to scold Julian. How could she help Julian persuade her?

Hilla was rendered speechless by her, so she could only smile and say, "Even if your brother finds out, he can’t do anything to me. As for you, you’ve only been married for a few days and you’re already shouting for a divorce. If mom finds out about this, I’m afraid she will scold you too."

"I don’t care. I want to divorce him. You and Bruce should raise me in the future."

At most, she would spend less money in the future and save it for her two nephews.

Anyway, she could not let Julian despise her.

She was angry as Bruce always bullied her in such a weird way.

"Margaret, don’t be willful."

"You don’t want to raise me?"

"Of course not."

"That’s enough. I’ll go back after I divorce."

After Margaret finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for Hilla to respond. Her mood suddenly became better.

At the thought of divorcing Julian, the first thing Margaret wanted to do was to pack her luggage.

She pulled out her suitcase and put all her favorite clothes inside.

Anyway, these were all made by Julian and they were all her size. Other women

could not wear them, so it was not excessive for her to take a few.

Moreover, Julian was rich. He did not like his woman to wear another woman’s clothes. It didn’t match his noble status.

After packing up the luggage, Margaret suddenly thought of something.

She ran to the study room and quickly made a divorce agreement. She placed it on the bedside table in the room.

When everything was done, she straightened her back, took her luggage, and walked out without looking back...

...

"I’m sorry, Miss... Your card has the limit to pay in cash. You need to bring your ID card to handle the cash."

Margaret held the black gold card and was in a trance.

The capitalists were really smart. She could swipe the card, but she couldn’t take

cash...

She couldn’t tie up her phone, so she could only swipe her card.

But as soon as she swiped her card, Julian knew where she was and what she was doing.

This was not a bank card, but a tracker!

Margaret put the card back into her bag, looked at the bright sun outside the bank, and then looked at the ATM that could not be used.

Without money, how would she return to River City?

The suitcase in her hand made the sound of wheels rolling. The sky gradually became darker. Margaret just remembered that she did not eat anything for the whole day.

"I’m so hungry."

She sniffled and wondered if she should go back now.

"Margaret, it really is you. Why did you come out so late at night?"

A flashy Ferrari stopped in front of her. The bright yellow body of the car was simply blinding.

Margaret frowned slightly. When she saw the man leaning against the window, she called out politely, "Uncle Andy."

Andy looked away from Margaret and finally saw the suitcase in her hand. There seemed to be a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"What? Bruce is not good to you?"

"Well, Bruce is really bored. Girls have no sense of security when staying with him. Otherwise, the young lady of the Holt family would not dump him. Even the marriage arranged by our family has been ruined. You’re so kind-hearted to be with him, but he doesn’t cherish you. It is really infuriating."

Andy’s words seemed to be helping her, and it also seemed like he was standing on her side.

However, the more Margaret listened, the more she felt that something was wrong. Wasn’t he revealing the history of Julian to her?

However, he was obviously talking about the gossip between Hilla and Julian, which made her feel uncomfortable.

That’s the daughter-in-law of the Anderson family.

"Margaret, where are you going? It’s too late now. Julian actually didn’t come out to look for you. He just let you stay outside alone. That’s so indifferent. If I had such a beautiful girlfriend, how could I let her wander around outside?"

Again, again...

Margaret frowned when she heard this.

"Get in the car. I’ll send you wherever you want."

As Andy spoke, he opened the car door. Margaret glanced at it and frowned.

"No, I’ll take a taxi myself."

"No? How can I let a girl like you wander around on your own? Julian should blame me if he knows it. If you don’t want to go back, I can take you somewhere else."

What did he want to do?

Did she look like an idiot?

Although she did not like Julian, she would not let other men take advantage of her.

Moreover, it was this guy who had ulterior motives.

"No, Uncle Andy. I can do it myself."

"We’re family. It’s no trouble at all."

Andy said as he got off the car to pull Margaret’s luggage.

"There’s really no need for that. I have something to do, so I’ll be leaving first."

Margaret took a step back and saw Andy get out of the car. The next second, she pulled her luggage and ran away.

No matter how Andy called her, Margaret did not seem to hear him. She ran like a rabbit being chased by a wolf.

The man stood awkwardly at the side of the road. As he watched the woman leave in a hurry, the smile on his face disappeared instantly. His eyes were cold. After a while, he let out a sneer.

Margaret ran for a while without looking back. When she turned around and saw that no one had caught up, she slowly let out a sigh of relief.

She was surrounded by traffic lights and bustling streets. She had a lot of money, but she instantly felt that she had nowhere to go.

She had already made up her mind to divorce Julian, and she felt that it was a little bit improper to swipe his card again.

The Anderson family was not so poor that she could not afford to raise herself. Why would she spend other people’s money and look at other people’s faces?

However, if she went to ask Orlenna for money, she would definitely be scolded. Her

mother might even take her back to Julian. Wouldn’t that make her even more embarrassed?

After thinking for a while, Margaret felt that she was still rash and should not casually make a divorce agreement. She should first find a way to return to the Anderson family.

As she walked, Margaret looked up at the huge hotel building and hesitated for a moment.

Went in or not?

She had been outside for a few hours, and she was hungry. Moreover, her feet were painful. She missed the big bed in Julian’s bedroom.

It was expensive, but it was indeed comfortable. "No, I can’t go back. I can’t let him look down on me."

After a moment of hesitation, Margaret gritted her teeth and left the hotel. She took out her phone and glanced at it. "Is the battery dead?"

"Oh, what should I do? Even the battery is bullying me."

Margaret was at a loss.

Margaret dragged her luggage and paced around the hotel for a while. She gritted her teeth and said, "Forget it. I should lower my head when it is time."

Wasn’t it just going back to take back the divorce agreement? Maybe Julian still hadn’t found it at this time. She quietly took the things back, and no one should find it.

Thinking of this, Margaret turned back and called a car. Why should she wrong herself? She decided to go back home.

A black Maybach drove into the villa that was surrounded by darkness.

Evan hurried over and said nervously, "Sir, this, this is what Mrs. Jorgansen left."

Evan obediently handed over the divorce agreement he had just discovered and secretly looked at the person in the car.

Well, that was terrible.

"When did she leave?"

"It’s in the evening. I didn’t notice that at that time. Mrs. Jorgansen also packed some luggage."

Who would have thought that the couple who were about to hold a wedding would break up so easily?

Wasn’t it a child’s play?

"Replace the maids and security guards in the yard."

The man’s cold voice sounded. Indeed, there was a hint of anger.

There was no need for them to stay here.

Evan quickly responded. Julian had made a call, but there was no answer, and his face immediately darkened.

Evan quickly said, "I’ve already asked someone to check it out. Mrs. Jorgansen’s identity card and passport have no travel records, and there is no registration information in the hotels in Far City. The accounts also don’t have any consumption information. She... should be in Far City."

Julian’s face looked a little better. Before the housekeeper could heave a sigh of relief, Julian’s phone rang. On the phone, a woman’s timid voice could be heard...