Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend-Chapter 262: She Didn’t Receive Any Reply

Hilla looked at Bruce’s daily greetings on the phone. Although there was nothing special, she was overjoyed.

And she unconsciously smiled.

She looked down at her belly and complained, "The two little guys are naughty. They kicked me."

She even sent a crying emoji to express her grievance.

Bruce replied quickly. He didn’t text but sent a sticker instead.

It was a rabbit, hitting the butt of another rabbit.

Hilla glanced at it and laughed. She murmured in a low voice, "Childish!"

She stared at the sticker a few times and then she replied, "Merry Christmas!"

Bruce replied, "Merry Christmas!"

Only a simple greeting. Too perfunctory!

Hilla frowned with displeasure, "Where is my Christmas gift?"

Bruce responded quickly, "I’ll replenish you immediately."

Hilla frowned.

Wasn’t the gift supposed to be a surprise given by a man? Otherwise, it seemed that she force Bruce to do that.

She felt very disturbed. Those thoughts about cheating or something that she had denied before appeared again in her mind.

She knew that Bruce wouldn’t do it. But the replies were cool and emotionless.

She could feel that Bruce only made perfunctory replies and did not take her to his heart.

She told herself. It was because she was pregnant, so she became much more sensitive and thought too much. Bruce would not treat her like that.

What was more, she had his children in her belly. They both had been looking forward to having children.

Hilla bit her lips, her eyes turning wet. When her tears fell on the screen of her phone, she suddenly regained her consciousness.

She hurriedly replied to Bruce, "I’m going to sleep."

She wrapped herself in a blanket. She knew she can’t fall asleep now, but she was not in the mood to chat.

There was certain coldness in Bruce’s reply. Hilla felt that she was about to suffer

from depression before giving birth.

It seemed that there was a knot in her heart, twisting back and forth.

Hilla forced herself to stop wild thinking. The children in her belly were the most important thing. If Bruce wanted to betray her, he would have done that the year she went to Pinecastle.

That’s right. Hilla nodded slightly to comfort herself. The days at home were too idle.

Tomorrow, she had to go out for a walk and not stay at home all day.

Hilla hugged the quilt and closed her eyes to rest. As long as she fell asleep, she would not think about it anymore.

But a message notification was ringing. After hesitating for a while, Hilla took her phone out and had a look.

It was from Bruce. He asked her, "Did you sleep?"

A simple sentence, as cold as before. Hilla frowned again.

She became annoyed and replied with one word, "No."

But quickly, she regretted it. Bruce led her around by the nose one more time. He must know she was looking forward to his messages.

Recalling the message was also useless.

Hilla rolled twice on the bed, feeling a little discouraged. Considering her big belly, she didn’t dare to roll more.

Bruce sent a video call.

Hilla was stunned. He called her for the first time!

In the past, when Hilla kept asking questions, Bruce would occasionally take a video call. Every time, he was in his office and surrounded by many foreign subordinates.

Hilla felt shy and awkward in front of so many strangers, so she did not chat with Bruce via voice call or video call.

But she didn’t expect him to call her today. Was she dreaming now? Hilla hesitated for only a moment and quickly pressed the answer button.

She had waited for so long and would not waste the chance. She desired to see what Bruce was doing right now.

Was there any beautiful female assistant? Did he miss her?

It paused for a moment because of the poor Internet.

Hilla could not see Bruce but was shocked by the red things.

"Is it beautiful?" Bruce asked.

Then, he shifted the camera. Hilla finally could see him.

After not seeing him for so long, Hilla’s eyes were wet.

She wanted Bruce to gently hold her in his arms like before and joke with her.

She missed every moment they were together so much.

"What kind of flowers are these?"

Hilla looked at the red sea of flowers behind Bruce and asked.

"Emperor Flower. I’ll pack them up and give them to you as gifts. Merry Christmas, Hilla. I miss you and our babies."

Hilla tried to control herself.

No matter what Bruce told her, she had to maintain a steady mood.

However, when Bruce said that he missed her, Hilla began to cry like a child.

"Bruce, I missed you too. I was so sad just now because you treated me coldly. But I feel sadder now because I missed you so much."

If she was not pregnant, she would be crying very loudly.

Bruce heard Hilla’s crying. He was heartbroken.

"Be good. Don’t cry. You are ugly now."

"You dislike me?"

Hilla didn’t believe she was ugly, but she stopped crying obediently.

She vented her grievance by crying loudly and felt much better.

"Of course not. You are my only wife. It is not easy for me, a thirty-year-old man, to get married. I should love you well."

If he married another woman, it would take a lot of time and effort. And the woman might not be good for him. Hilla, who was saying "I missed you so much" in a tearful voice, was the best one! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

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Hilla wiped her tears so she could see clearer.

Her eyes were glued to Bruce, as well as the flowers behind him.

It was still the daytime in South Country. Under the sunlight, the flowers looked gorgeous and enchanting.

It was the first time she had seen king protea, such a legendary flower that was said to be a national flower in South Country.

She didn’t expect it to be so beautiful.

"You did not reply to me just now, because you were looking for these flowers?" Hilla pursed her lips and found a reason for him.

Bruce was so busy in South Country, how could he have time to find so many flowers?

Was it just a coincidence?

But even he asked someone to do that, she felt happy.

"The outskirts are not far away. There is a big flower market," Bruce answered loudly.

Hilla was satisfied.

"So this is your present for me?"

Unlike Margaret, she did not like the jewelry.

So these years, Bruce had given her only a ring and a necklace. She only wore valuable jewelry on important occasions.

When it came to the holidays, she seemed to not receive any precious gifts.

When she was in Pinecastle, she did not want Bruce to disturb her and refused his gifts. Hilla thought that she was indeed easily satisfied.

Seeing those flowers, she felt satisfied enough.

"It is very cold in our country."

However, Hilla felt as if she was in hot summer when she saw such brilliant sunlight shining on the flowers.

The four seasons in South Country were the opposite of that in her country.

In just a short while, she could see that Bruce’s forehead was covered in sweat.

The scenery was truly beautiful. Someone lit the fireworks outside the window at the same time.

Why were there fireworks on Christmas? It must be because some children pestered their parents to set it up for the festivities.

Those fireworks were not in the city and were far away from Hilla. She could barely see those colorful spots.

Then Hilla held her phone excitedly towards the direction of the fireworks in the distance.

She said, "My flowers are also very beautiful!"

Were they competing with each other?

It was the longest time Bruce had chat with her.

Bruce was sweating. Hilla felt pity for him, but she was reluctant to ask him to hang up.

She wasn’t a considerate and gentle wife.

She was selfish and hoped that Bruce could accompany her for a while longer.

Bruce chuckled and said with a husky voice, "Not as beautiful as you are."

Hilla was shy as Bruce praised her so directly.

Fortunately, Margaret had gone to the Jorgansen’s. No one noticed she was shy. Hilla blushed and replied in a low voice, "I’m glad to receive your gift."

She had thought that she would spend this Christmas alone. But Bruce accompanied her and gave her a special gift.

Although she couldn’t touch the present in person, she was in great happiness. "Can I call you on New Year’s Day?"

Hilla was silent for a moment and thought she was a little greedy.

Bruce was so busy that could only have a video call with her in a long time. But she still asked him such a question.

Hilla added in a low voice, "I won’t ask for gifts."

Bruce was the best gift.

New Year’s Day was different.

Orlenna would invite many relatives to have a meal together.

Although Margaret and Bruce may not at home this year, Orlenna must make a plan.

As long as there was a festive atmosphere at home, one would naturally miss his family outside.

Hilla decided to adjust herself. She should not trouble Bruce anymore.

She should be a considerate and sensible wife and did not drag him down. "Alright."

Hilla was about to take back her request, but Bruce agreed.

She was excited and bewildered for a moment.

She twisted the quilt and couldn’t help laughing, "Then I’ll send you a video call after you’re done. No. I will send you a message first."

She dared not to disturb him, so she thought she should send a message to greet him in advance.

If they could not chat via video call, she could at least receive his messages.

Things were hard for a woman who lived alone and was pregnant.

"Video call is OK," Bruce said.

Hilla was stunned.

Was he going to video call her directly?

"Then I will wait for you!" Hilla answered without thinking.

Countless pink bubbles appeared in her heart and exploded one by one. Some were sweet, some were sour, some were cold, and some were happy.

In short, her heart was beating fast and uncontrollably.

It seemed that her heart was going to explode like those bubbles!

All because of Bruce.

"Rest early."

This time, Hilla didn’t refuse. She nodded with a red face, "Alright."

She had got Bruce’s promise and hoped that New Year’s Day could come sooner.

This Christmas was so nice.

...

Bruce hung up the phone. Hilla still looked at the screen and chuckled.

Outside the window were the lights of River City.

Hilla felt that her heart was also lit up.

As bright as the sunlight in South Country.

She could not fall asleep.

She kept looking at the record of her conversation with Bruce, smiling.

The light outside the window came in and was submerged in the light of the crystal lamp. Hilla gently rubbed her bulging belly.

Her voice was gentle and soft, "Your dad loves us very much. He misses us and promises to celebrate the New Year with us.

"We will always be together.

"You must miss Dad, right? He promised that he would come back and see you two to be born.

"Dad and I will prepare gifts for you in advance.

"What do you like?"

Hilla muttered on the bed, not feeling her words were childish and boring.

If someone saw her, he would probably think that she was crazy.

How could she keep talking to her belly?

It was late in the night. Hilla fell asleep and had a peaceful night.

This Christmas was meaningful.

Next year, she should celebrate Christmas with Bruce and her two babies. At that time, what would they do together? Watching TV or having delicious food?

Or the two little guys kept causing trouble?

They should be unable to walk yet.

Children who were only a few months old were indeed hard to look after but were the cutest.

Hilla thought about it and finally fell asleep.

...

On the second day Margaret spent Christmas in the Jorgansen’s, she cried and sent a message to Orlenna.

She complained about things in the Jorgansen’s and Julian, but Orlenna didn’t reply

much to her.

She just said, "Don’t come back if you can’t stay until New Year’s Day." Then Margaret immediately gave up.

She whined for a few more words and then hung up.

A mother wasn’t powerful enough, so a daughter would be bullied.

It was concluded by Margaret for herself in the future husband’s family.

However, no matter how miserable she pretended to be, Orlenna would not take it seriously. She had to stay in the Jorgansen’s for New Year’s Day.

Margaret took the newly bought calendar, counted the days, and then drew a few circles on it with her favorite lipstick.

Julian could not understand her action.

He frowned and asked, "Do you have a lot of lipsticks? Or you don’t like this color?"

Margaret turned around and rolled her eyes at him. Then, she tried her best to keep her distance.

She said confidently, "It is precisely my favorite color, so I use it."

"Are these days very important?"

Julian watched as she circled every date after today until New Year’s Day and drew a small red flower on New Year’s Day.

She kept looking at the calendar.

He felt a little confused about her thoughts and actions.

He could not understand her in normal ways.

Sure enough, Margaret’s answer did not disappoint him.

"Of course they’re important. For me, each day is as long as a year!" Margaret emphasized the words "as a year".

Julian put on a smile and said indifferently, "Then you will have to live a few thousand years in the Jorgansen’s."

"Julian, do you mean that I am a turtle? Are you scolding me? "Scolding me without dirty words. Aren’t you lacking in morals?" Julian was stunned by her sudden accusation.

He didn’t mean that! He was indeed unable to keep up with her thinking. How could she think wildly like this in such a short time?

He thought that she would live for dozens of years in the Jorgansen’s after they got

married. According to her way of calculating, each day was as long as a year. Wouldn’t it be a few thousand years?

How could she think of a turtle?

It occurred to him that the turtles were known for their long life span. He asked, "When am I scolding you?"

"Only turtles are able to live for ten thousand years. You just scold me as a turtle!" Margaret wore an expression as if she was saying "I won’t forgive you forever". Julian had a headache. His guess was right.

He was a little speechless, "A turtle can’t live for ten thousand years."

"Do you think I’m stupid?"

Julian said in his mind, "You are too smart."

Julian didn’t want to discuss such a topic with her. He took his coat and hurried to the study.

If he stayed with her for another second, he was afraid that his IQ would be pulled down by her.

When Margaret saw Julian run away, she became even angrier.

Men would only run away when they felt guilty. Indeed, Julian was scolding her just now.

Damn it!

Julian cursed her even without dirty words.

She should not have argued with him just now, but should have kicked him directly.

Only now did she realize that she had been scolded by him for nothing.

Annoying!

In winter, the day was always short and the night was long. It seemed that time passed a little faster.

It had only been a week from Christmas to New Year’s Day.

Hilla had been very obedient these days. She sent a message to Bruce on time every day.

Orlenna noticed that Hilla had been in a good mood and seemed to have a better appetite.

It was the best thing for her. She was also happy.

Moreover, in just a week, Hilla’s belly seemed to have grown bigger.

The two babies were growing fast, which made Hilla feel lazier.

It had been more than six months. And she would be giving birth in less than three months.

And if Bruce did not delay, he would probably return in a month.

When she was giving birth, she would be able to see him at first glance. Thinking of that, she would be calm.

However, the day before New Year’s Day, Bruce did not reply to her. Hilla was nervous.

On New Year’s Day, she sent a message as usual.

Half an hour later, she didn’t receive any reply.

No video calls, nor messages...