novelraw Chapter 379: It Is All About Saving Face
Chapter 379: It Is All About Saving Face
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Margaret raised her head to look at the man in front of her. When she saw the dark smile on his face, she subconsciously frowned.
"Julian, what do you mean?"
The man calmly picked up a tissue and wiped his long and slender fingers. He said coldly without lifting his eyelids, "That’s what I meant."
Seeing her smile, he casually threw the tissue into a trash can.
His movements were elegant and smooth with high accuracy.
"Now that you are Mrs. Jorgansen, you have to fulfill the responsibility. No matter what, I spent a lot of money to marry you, so I won’t agree to divorce."
Margaret listened to his words and looked at his half-smile. She suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Margaret understood his words as he had spent much money on her, so she had to pay by being his wife.
Although she felt that people like Julian should not lack money. He should be lacking a woman whose identity and appearance matched.
It just so happened that Margaret was the one who met the requirements, which was why he married her.
"Do you mean that you can divorce me if I return all my betrothal presents to you?" Margaret asked tentatively. Julian raised his head and gave her a cold look. Julian thought to himself that Margaret should be so smart this time.
"Save it. Do you think the Jorgansens and the Andersons would care about this money?"
"Julian, are you kidding me? What do you really mean? I’m telling you. Remove the hot search about me right away or I’ll divorce you."
When Margaret thought her name was still on the hot search, she wanted to burrow into the screen and tear up all the topics about herself.
She had no freedom at all now, and wherever she went, others no longer called her Miss Anderson, but Mrs. Jorgansen.
She had become a woman who depended on Julian. She felt upset just thinking about it.
"There’s nothing I can do."
The man gave her an answer without thinking. Margaret said anxiously, "Why?"
"I’ve paid already. It’s a monthly payment!"
Margaret thought, "Do you think you can be cocky just because you’re rich?"
"You’ve got me on the hot search and you even paid for it monthly. Since you’re so rich, why don’t you pay for a year?"
"You can get a VIP and get a life-long service."
"How much did it cost?"
"You’ll pay?"
"I..."
Margaret bit her lips and pouted, "I can’t afford it."
Although she currently had a small amount of pocket money, monthly payment for the top hot search would cost a lot.
Margaret felt heartache. Would she borrow the money from Bruce? That bad man would definitely not lend it to her.
And the man in front of her was the one who did this, so he definitely wouldn’t listen to her.
He stomped his feet and said angrily, "The Jorgansens are so rich, do you really need that money?"
"Yes!"
"Every bit of income and profit from the Jorgansen Group was earned by the collective efforts of the tens of thousands of employees. Every cent was hard to get. Do you have any idea about how much a hot search would cost for a month? Since I have spent money, I’ll have to make good use of it."
Julian spoke in all seriousness as if he had just signed a 2 billion contract.
Since he was already full, he wanted to have some rest.
He turned around and glanced at Margaret, who was standing on the spot. He reminded, "Aren’t you going back to your room, Mrs. Jorgansen?"
Margaret glared at him fiercely and said angrily, "What for? So that you can make good use of me?"
The man’s slightly bright eyes flashed with a trace of ripples. He slightly pursed lips and was about to speak when he saw the woman in front of him speak coldly, "No, I’m going to sleep in the guest room."
With that, Margaret angrily walked past him.
With anger all over, she did not even look at Julian.
Julian had caused her to be in a deep quagmire, and she, Margaret, would eventually get rid of it.
"Mr. Jorgansen, Mrs. Jorgansen moved all her stuff to the guest room."
Chris glanced at the expressionless Julian who was already in bed but still had to be asked out of his bed.
Chris was an elder and he could not stand scares.
"Turn off the water in the guest room. I want to see how long she can stay there."
Chris thought, "You’re already an adult. Why would you be so childish?"
"No one has been living in the guest room, and the air conditioner is not very useful recently. Why don’t you coax Mrs. Jorgansen and tell her to sleep in her room tonight? I will find someone to fix the air conditioner tomorrow..."
Chris’s gaze met Julian’s sharp eyes, and he immediately became mute.
He was the one who spoke too much.
The air conditioner shouldn’t be fixed, and it should just be broken.
It was hot summer in July, and outside of the house, there were flowers and ponds.
The water vapor drifted into the room, making the whole room seem more stuffy and humid.
If the air conditioning in the room was broken, that room would be in no condition for someone to sleep in.
"Mrs. Jorgansen, this is your clothes and toiletries. Mr. Jorgansen was afraid that you wouldn’t get used to it, so he asked me to send these over."
Chris had a warm smile on his face. With a glance, the maids behind him entered one by one and took all Margaret’s stuff in.
Everything that belonged to Margaret was all brought over because Julian said so.
Margaret frowned, her little face full of confusion and uneasiness as she watched the room was filled with her stuff.
Margaret thought that Julian should have compromised with her, but she did not expect that she would be completely driven out.
"Chris, why is the air conditioner in this room not on? There is no water in the bathroom."
On such a hot day, if she could not take a bath and have air conditioning, she would feel terrible in this room.
Chris gave Margaret a troubled look and said, "There’s nothing we can do. The air conditioner in the guest room has been out of repair for a long time and it is not good to use, so I have sent someone to get it dismantled and repaired. It will be repaired in about a week."
"A week."
She couldn’t even stand the heat for a moment longer, not to mention for a day.
On such a hot day, it meant that she would have to take a sauna in this room.
"What about the water in the bathroom?" Why is there no water either? Is the Jorgansen family so poor that they can’t even afford to pay for the water?"
"Oh, there is hot water but no cold water for now. If you want to take a bath, you can go to the master bedroom."
Why did she have to go to the master bedroom to take a shower?
Margaret’s face turned cold, and she was filled with anger, but she couldn’t flare up.
She was the one who wanted to move out. If she moved back now, wouldn’t she lose her face?
Seeing that Chris and servants had left, Margaret sat on the bed angrily and pointed at the wall in front of her and shouted, "Julian, don’t think that I will submit just because you use these tricks. Dream on."
She decided that she would not take a shower.
In ancient times, people didn’t have any air conditioners but they could get by, so could Margaret.
In the master bedroom next door, Julian came out of the bathroom, wet. He glanced at the thick wall, and a trace of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
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Margaret kept tossing and turning on the bed. Finally, she sat up.
It was dark outside the window. Margaret rushed to the open window and stuck her arm out the window. She didn’t feel a trace of coolness.
"Oh my god, what kind of weather is this? There’s no wind at all!"
She had thought that she could make it through the night. But maybe, she had overestimated herself.
It was suffocating! Even the water vapor emitted from the soil was hot.
Margaret wiped the sweat off her forehead, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to cool herself down.
She muttered, "If I can calm down, I won’t feel so hot.
"Calm down, calm down. Don’t be anxious.
"Take a deep breath and get rid of all distracting thoughts. Imagine yourself in a room with a suitable temperature. There are flowers in the room and the air conditioning in the room is blowing cold air.
"It’s not hot. It’s not hot at all.
"I’m lying on the bed comfortably.
"I can’t give in. Be patient. The bastard next door is waiting for you to lose face. You cannot let him get his way.
"It’s not hot. It’s not hot. I can fall asleep. I can go to the company as soon as the sun comes out. Then I can enjoy the air conditioner and cold drinks there. Calm down, calm down."
Margaret slapped her face.
She looked at her palm and saw a dead mosquito and some blood.
Because the window was open, the mosquitoes in the garden outside flew into the house.
"I can’t stand it anymore!"
Margaret sat up in frustration. She glanced at the closed door and rushed out.
She wanted to change the room. She couldn’t take another a minute in this room.
Julian could tell how impatient Margaret was from her crazy knock on the door.
As soon as Julian opened the door, Margaret directly rushed in, threw herself into the bed, and rolled happily.
"Nice!"
Margaret smiled cheerfully. Air conditioning was the best in summer!
She wanted her room back. Why should she punish herself for Julian’s fault?
"Didn’t you say that you wanted to sleep in the guest room? Get up and get out."
Julian walked up to Margaret and gave her a kick. Seeing how scruffy she was, Julian frowned.
"You stink. Don’t touch my quilt."
"You think I’m smelly?"
Margaret raised her head and glanced at Julian who was beside her. The next second, she grabbed the quilt and wiped it on her face. She said provocatively, "How about now? If you can’t take it, let’s change rooms."
"Margaret, aren’t you going to take a shower?"
"No."
The sweat on her body made her very uncomfortable, but she felt better with the air conditioner on. Besides, Margaret was very happy to see Julian unhappy.
This bastard dared to say that she was smelly. He should go to the guest room to try it out.
She was all sweaty. Of course, she wouldn’t smell good.
"Go and take a shower."
Julian looked up at the bathroom and threw a towel on Margaret’s face.
Margaret got up from the bed and looked at him suspiciously. She turned and ran to the bathroom.
She could deal with this man later. At this moment, she had to take a shower first.
She couldn’t stand herself anymore.
After coming out of the bathroom, Margaret jumped onto the bed, held the quilt tightly, and said, "I won’t stop you if you want to sleep in the guest room. But I won’t leave this room."
Julian glanced at her, ignored her, and got on the bed.
Seeing this, Margaret quickly stopped him and said, "Who told you that you can sleep here?"
"This is my bed. If you want to sleep in the guest room, I will not stop you."
Seeing that Julian got on the bed without any hesitation, Margaret rolled her eyes and pouted. She then murmured, "You can even go sleep with Jessie."
"Although Jessie is not uncle Aedan’s biological daughter, she is still my sister. Do you know what does it mean to malign your husband and sister-in-law like this?"
Julian turned to look at Margaret and gave her a faint smile. He had made clear that
he wouldn’t commit incest with his sister.
Margaret was stunned. Then she moved closer to Julian and said, "Jessie is not your uncle’s biological daughter? She and you are not related?"
Margaret felt something wrong since the last time she saw Jessie in the Jorgansen’s mansion.
As Julian’s sister, even if Jessie didn’t like the wife her brother had married, she shouldn’t say such things.
Margaret was also a sister-in-law herself, so she knew the most about being a sister-in-law.
The doubts she had earlier were now confirmed. She suddenly felt that she had not read those romance novels for nothing.
There were always some secrets in these rich families.
Moreover, judging from Julian’s reaction, it was clear that he knew Jessie got a crush on him.
"When uncle Aedan was young, he had a serious illness and lost fertility. Therefore, he adopted Jessie when she was a child. So we knew each other since we were very young. I think she is quite obedient."
As Julian spoke, he looked at the tablet in his hand casually, as if he was really busy with the company affairs. Also, he said in a casual tone, as if they were just chitchatting, instead of arguing.
Margaret snorted and said in a weird tone, "How can she be called obedient? She is obviously full of schemes."
"You consider her as your little sister, but she obviously doesn’t treat you as a brother. How cute you are as two childhood sweethearts."
Julian couldn’t help but smile when he heard her words.
He stopped what he was doing and looked up at Margaret.
He asked seriously, "Is this why you want to sleep in the guest room?"
"No, it isn’t!" Margaret fidgeted with the quilt awkwardly and turned around guiltily.
"Margaret, you are jealous!"
Julian said confidently. The smile on his face also got bigger.
Margaret, who was originally calm, suddenly got nervous, as if someone had stepped on her tail.
"Jealous? Jealous because of you? Impossible! I’m just concerned. Although Jessie and you are not related by blood, you are still siblings in a legal sense.
"I’m afraid that you will act recklessly and make mistakes, like committing incest with your sister. Although I’m only your nominal wife, if you cheat on me, I’ll lose
face too, okay?
"It is all about saving my face."
Yes, she was afraid that Julian would cheat on her and make her look bad, so she kindly reminded them.
Kindness and hatred are clearly distinguished in her heart. Even if she did not like Julian, she would not harm him.
If Julian was having an affair with another woman, she wouldn’t care at all. But she had to make sure that he kept a distance from Jessie.
Julian’s gaze fell on Margaret’s face. He reached out his hand and caressed her head.
He said seriously and sincerely, "Margaret, you are really imaginative. Don’t worry. I won’t make you lose face."
Margaret was confused? What did he mean? Was he going to draw a clear line with Jessie?
This man got it!