novelraw Chapter 416: Mine Is Yours
Chapter 416: Mine Is Yours
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The room was clean and tidy, without a trace of other women.
Margaret looked around the room and felt satisfied.
Fortunately, she came in time. Julian should not have had time to do anything, right? "Do you want to shower first?"
Julian suddenly spoke up. Margaret was stunned for a moment, then turned around to take a look and immediately blushed.
"I, I will go first!"
After that, she pulled the luggage from Julian’s hand and quickly entered the bathroom.
Julian looked at her and smiled.
Soon, there was a slight sound of water coming from the bathroom.
The bathroom door opened a crack, and Margaret peeked out.
The outside was silent, and Julian was not in the bedroom.
She heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly walked out.
On the balcony, the man was standing straight. Margaret saw the man on the phone at a glance.
His suit jacket was taken off and put on the sofa. And he was only wearing a dark blue shirt.
He was robust and charming.
Margaret could not help but stare at the two long legs.
This man was hers!
Seemingly sensing the woman’s gaze, Julian suddenly turned his head.
His gaze just happened to meet Margaret’s, and then he looked at her white and long legs.
The words "pure" suddenly popped up in his mind.
His black eyes were now stained with desire.
His desire was so obvious.
It was so strong that Margaret felt it through the glass.
She subconsciously tightened her legs and took a step back.
She watched the man suddenly hanging up and walking over to her. Margaret thought, "No way, are we going to sleep now?"
Her hands, which had fallen to the side of her body, unconsciously pulled the straps of her pajamas.
Seeing the man getting closer and closer, Margaret felt a little suffocated, and her heart seemed to skip a beat.
She felt uncomfortable. She felt as if she was about to suffocate. It was as if someone had pressed down on her nose, and prevented her from breathing.
Only when Julian approached did Margaret realize that she seemed to be on the verge of losing her breath.
"Why is your face so red? Are you uncomfortable?"
Julian touched her forehead, and she felt the warmth from his hand.
Margaret lowered her head and shook her head.
She didn’t know what was wrong with her. Her heart beat faster again. "You’ve taken a shower?"
Margaret nodded and stood awkwardly.
She was wearing a white bathrobe from the hotel.
She was tall. Although the bathrobe was oversized, it was still quite short for her.
It just covered her thighs. Her smooth lower leg was naked.
The man stared at her white neck.
His fingertips brushed past her cheek and pinched a strand of hair and put it behind her ear.
He suddenly leaned down and whispered into her ear, "Now shouldn’t we begin?" Margaret clenched her fingers, nodded, and quickly shook her head.
Her stunned face was completely different from her usual arrogant appearance.
She looked even cuter now.
"Yes or no?"
His breath fell on her ears, making her very nervous.
"You, you are not angry with me anymore?"
Margaret whispered. Then, she looked up at Julian’s face.
He was expressionless, but there was gentleness in his eyes.
She could see such gentleness only in bed.
She blushed again when she realized what he was thinking.
"You come to find me. Why should I be angry?"
Julian looked at her guilty look and smiled.
However, he still wanted to tease her, so he said, "Now that you are here, it means you agreed."
"Agree to what?"
Margaret looked at him in confusion. Julian’s said in a deep voice, "Margaret, do you still want to go back on your word?"
Margaret blushed and whispered, "Isn’t it just giving birth to a child? Isn’t it natural for a woman to give birth to a child? I won’t go back on my word. Anyway, it is I that will be pregnant."
After saying that, she felt that something was wrong. She had asked him to find another woman to give birth to a baby for him.
She stared at Julian and said, "You cannot go to find other women to have a baby for you."
If she found an illegitimate child for her, she would strip him naked and let him go on the street.
But even if Julian had nothing, he was still charming.
Margaret felt a little upset especially for what she had said. What if Julian really took it seriously?
If he had affair with other women, that would be terrible.
He had good genes for her brats instead of other women’s.
"No, it’s better to hurry up."
Julian looked at her with changing facial expressions.
Then, she suddenly grabbed him and ran to the bedroom.
Julian felt a little funny and reminded, "I haven’t taken a bath yet."
"I don’t mind."
She thought, "As long as you are clean inside."
In the bedroom, Margaret turned around and kissed Julian’s lips. She began to tug at his clothes.
It was a pity that his expensive suit was torn into a mess by her in less than two minutes.
Even the buttons on his shirt fell to the ground, and his shirt was thrown into a
corner.
Julian held the woman under him and stopped her from kissing him. He smiled and said, "Why are you biting me like a pig?"
Margaret was annoyed. "Be proactive. Do you want your own baby?" She could not give birth to a baby by herself.
He asked directly with a mixture of exasperation and amusement, "Think twice. You cannot go back on your words."
"Of course!"
She always followed her promises.
"Remember, you are not allowed to say that to me in the future, because...I will really be angry."
Julian’s breath fell on her face, and Margaret frowned.
"What are you talking about..."
Margaret’s voice was swallowed by the man’s kiss. Julian said to her ear, "Focus at this time, or the child won’t be able to concentrate!"
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On the big bed in the hotel, Margaret was lying lazily under the quilt.
She raised the phone above her head and listened to Hilla’s voice from the phone, trying hard to keep her eyes open.
"So, you just flew to Micronland to get pregnant?"
Hilla’s voice cracked in shock and disbelief.
After saying that, she seemed to be afraid of being heard, so she lowered her voice and frowned at Margaret. "Your mom has been urging you, but it is for your better life in the Jorgansen family. If you are unwilling, she will not be angry. You didn’t have to..."
"You didn’t have to make such sacrifice!" Hilla thought.
When Margaret came back from Far City, she had told Hilla that she didn’t want to have children. But in the blink of an eye, Margaret had gone to Micronland for the sake of having a child.
Although Julian would take good care of Margaret, Hilla was still a little worried.
"Margaret seemed to be stimulated by something." Hilla thought.
"It’s not what you think. I need Julian to take charge of the shares of the Jorgansen Group in the future. Besides, our two families have been correlated by marriage, so the interests of the two families must be concerned. Naturally, we can’t divorce casually."
Before Hilla could finish her words, Margaret interrupted.
Margaret spoke earnestly. Hilla couldn’t help frowning.
What Margaret said was reasonable, but there was no need for the Andersons to have a marriage alliance only for benefit. Margaret had already married Julian. They were living a good life. Anyway, they shouldn’t divorce casually.
"How about the child? You don’t want children, do you?"
"That was what I thought a few days ago! And now I have changed my mind!"
Margaret said seriously to Hilla, who looked speechless.
"How could you change your mind so quickly? " Hilla wondered.
Margaret, on the other hand, didn’t seem to care about it at all. Half of her body stuck out of the quilt, revealing her beautiful shoulders. She explained to Hilla in high spirits.
"I’ve thought about it. Anyway, I’ll need Julian. So I won’t divorce him. Mom has said that pregnancy will be more difficult if I’m over thirty. It will harm my health and make me look older."
Margaret said it in such a reasonable way that Hilla had nothing to say.
This must be what Orlenna had said!
"Anyway, I must have a child before thirty years old. I don’t want a bastard child. And I don’t intend to divorce him either. So sooner or later, we will have a child."
A man appeared at the door of the bedroom, leaning slightly. His thin and strong body was wrapped by the white bathrobe.
His black eyes swept over the excited woman on the bed, who was very pleased with herself.
His scarlet lips pursed into a straight line.
Margaret did not turn around and of course, she could not see the man standing at the door behind her.
She was still talking to Hilla via FaceTime in high spirits.
"Anyway, I will have his baby sooner or later. If I give birth earlier, I can recover faster. I’ve checked it out. Women at my age will give birth to the best-quality children and will recover best."
Hilla looked at the man at the corner of the FaceTime video screen while listening to Margaret and frowned.
She did see the man at the door of the bedroom and knew who he was.
But now she couldn’t stop Margaret from talking and it was too late to stop her.
"Anyway, what Margaret said must have been heard before." Hilla thought.
"You’re right. Good night. Bye."
Hilla said in a rather awkward way and secretly squeezed her eyes to Margaret.
Margaret looked Hilla up and down seriously and said with concern, "What’s wrong with your eyes? Are you angry because Bruce is too busy these days and has no time to accompany you?"
"You! The woman who has just been nourished by love! Stop!" Hilla thought. "I need to make food for the two babies, so I have to hang up. Good luck!"
Hilla didn’t dare to look up at the approaching figure on the screen and quickly hung up the FaceTime video.
Facing the window outside, she heaved a heavy sigh of relief.
As long as Margaret was not forced to live with Julian, she was relieved. Maybe Margaret would become mature if she had children in the future.
Thinking about the difference between a woman and a mother, Hilla smiled slightly.
In the beginning, Margaret’s marriage was a little rushed anyway.
But now she knew that Margaret and Julian got along quite well.
Margaret even wanted to have a child. They would get along well in the future. Should she report this good news to Orlenna? In the bedroom of the Micronland hotel.
Margaret looked at the FaceTime video call hung up in a hurry and frowned with dissatisfaction.
Hilla was in such a hurry. Margaret still had a lot to talk to her.
Margaret had realized it was impulsive for her to come to Micronland. However, she never regretted her actions. She just felt that Hilla didn’t take her seriously.
They had only talked a few minutes before Hilla hung up.
She wanted to ask her about the dos and don’ts after pregnancy.
Feeling slightly disappointed with Hilla, Margaret put the phone under the pillow, turned around, and was shocked by the man who had already been standing by the bed for a while.
"What are you doing? There was no sound when you walk! Like a ghost!"
Margaret rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction. Then she remembered what she and Hilla talked about and her face blushed.
"When did you come over? Didn’t you say that you were going to deal with work? You finished it so quickly. You heard what I said to Hilla just now?"
"I’ve finished my work. I heard everything you said."
Julian interrupted before Margaret could finish her words.
He slowly sat down by the bed and leaned down to press Margaret down.
Margaret suddenly shivered. She had no chance to resist. Julian grabbed her wrists and lifted her hands over her head easily.
Julian was approaching and his breath was hitting Margaret’s face, giving her burning feelings.
"What... What have you heard? I didn’t say anything bad about you."
Margaret seemed to be a little guilty, and she was desperately thinking about whether she had told Hilla anything erotic.
However, before she could figure it out, Julian had already revealed it unhurriedly, "You said you wanted to give birth to my child, and you wanted to borrow my sperm."
Margaret thought, That’s too much.> "Did I say that?" Margaret looked at Julian with her bright eyes innocently. Margaret was kind of embarrassed, but she decided not to care much. Julian raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Margaret in a teasing way. His deep voice sounded a little cheerful as if he was in a good mood. "No, you didn’t." "Of course I didn’t. "Margaret thought. "Indeed, you don’t have to borrow my sperm. Mine is yours. You can have as much sperm as you want. I’m ready at any time." Julian said. Margaret was speechless.