Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend-Chapter 288: We Will Get Married Soon

In the hospital.

Hilla hurried over after receiving the news. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Halle safe and sound.

In the resting chair of the hospital, Halle held Emily tightly in her arms and sat with an ugly expression.

She lowered her head slightly. Her red lips were tightly pursed, and her face was pale. When Emily looked up at her, Halle managed to force a smile.

The little fellow had no idea of what she had experienced in a day. She happily ate the snacks and occasionally put the things she thought delicious to Halle’s mouth.

With a face full of sincerity, she laughed, "Mom, eat, it’s sweet!"

Halle smiled and took the snacks from Emily’s hands. "Thank you, Emily. Mom is not hungry. Help yourself."

"Then I can grow taller."

Emily shook her two empty little feet happily.

Along the way, she was carried by Halle and stayed in Halle’s arms. The little fellow looked at ease.

"Halle!"

Hilla heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Emily in Halle’s arms. Then, she saw the gauze wrapped around Halle’s hands and many bloodstains on her body. She said anxiously, "You are injured. Where did you hurt? Is it serious?"

Halle was in a particularly sorry state right now. Her hair and clothes were stained with a lot of dust, and there was a faint smell of burning ash.

"I’m fine."

Halle was staring blankly at Hilla who suddenly appeared, and she slowly replied.

Seeing Hilla staring at the blood on her clothes, she finally reacted. She moved her lips and whispered, "This blood is not mine."

After saying that, she seemed to regain her senses. Then she stuffed Emily into Hilla’s arms.

Ignoring Hilla’s doubts, she said directly, "Hilla, help me take care of Emily. Take her back to the Anderson family for a bath."

Emily was kidnapped. No matter whether the kidnappers scared Emily or not, her clothes were indeed dirty, and her socks and shoes were thrown somewhere.

However, it could be seen that the two-year-old Emily was not frightened. As long as

there was food and someone to play with her, she would be very happy.

The kidnappers might feed Emily medicine last night, so Emily slept all night. She did not know what happened at all, and Emily, who had slept enough, was particularly energetic during the day.

"Halle, come back with me!"

Hilla glanced at Halle, who was in a sorry state. There were burn marks on her clothes and her face was dirty.

Her body was stained with blood and mud, and her hair was messy. She looked especially bad.

Hilla was very worried that something might happen to Halle when she rescued Emily.

But she didn’t dare to ask in detail at this time. Halle’s face looked particularly bad as if she had something on her mind, but she also seemed to be worried about something.

Halle suddenly turned to look at Bruce behind her, then at the closed operating room door.

"Halle, don’t worry. Nothing will happen to Horton."

Bruce had told Hilla that Horton was injured because of Halle, but he was not in danger.

But this accident seemed to make Halle understand something.

Halle shook her head and rejected Hilla’s suggestion, "Help me take care of Emily. I want to wait here for him to come out."

Seeing Halle being so persistent, Hilla could only nod her head and agree. She looked at the little girl in her arms with a smile, "Come home with me, okay?"

The little fellow raised her head and looked at Hilla with a pair of black gem-like eyes. Then, she looked at Halle behind and shook her head.

"No, wait for daddy!"

"Daddy is bleeding. It hurts. Emily is huffing!"

Hilla didn’t expect Emily to say that. She turned to Halle in surprise.

She thought it was Halle who told Horton about Emily’s background, so Emily called Horton ’Dad ’.

Halle shook her head helplessly, then forced a smile, "Maybe it is heaven’s will. Emily needs a father now."

Hilla didn’t know if Halle suddenly thought it through or if it was because Emily really needed a father.

Emily had always been very close to Horton, and now she called him father. Perhaps

blood was thicker than water.

Hilla held Emily and left the hospital with Bruce.

The little girl soon fell asleep as soon as she got in the car. It was probably because there was still some medicinal effect, or perhaps she had been putting through for a long time and was really sleepy.

Emily slept very deeply. Looking at the small face before her, Hilla could not help but smile.

Bruce suddenly said, "Beautiful?"

Hilla was stunned. Looking at Bruce who was focus on driving, she felt a little strange. Was he talking about Emily or her?

"Emily is very beautiful. She looks very much like Halle."

After saying that, Hilla approached Bruce naughtily and whispered, "And she looks like me."

She was obviously narcissistic. Bruce tilted his head to look at her, a faint smile on his lips.

"Your own daughter would be more like you."

"Of course..."

After Hilla finished speaking, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. She turned to look at Bruce, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Was this man scheming something?

Bruce did not hide anything at all. He looked at her and said, "I just think that if we have a daughter, she would be very beautiful."

If Hilla hadn’t understood it just now, she now got it. Bruce was urging her to give birth to a second child.

Their two sons were just one month old, and he was so anxious. Didn’t he think it was a little too much?

Hilla only heard mother-in-law would do this, but now it was Bruce who urged her to give birth to another baby.

Hilla pouted her lips and said in a somewhat unhappy tone, "Is this what I can do because I want to? Besides, I just had a cesarean section. Wait three years at least!"

When Bruce heard this, he nodded in satisfaction. He even replied to her very cooperatively, "Okay."

As long as his wife gave birth to him, it didn’t matter if he waited for three or five years.

Hilla twitched her lips, and she couldn’t help but lean forward, "Bruce, why do I feel

like you’re becoming more and more crafty?"

The man turned his head to look at Hilla’s delicate and tender face, and said solemnly, "Call me husband!"

"Such a straight and overbearing man."

Hilla muttered with a face full of contempt, and the man beside her raised his eyebrows.

As soon as they returned to the Anderson family, Hilla first went to the room with Emily. Bruce directly drove back to the company.

After settling Emily down, Hilla saw two figures in the living room whispering something.

Margaret gritted her teeth. Riya rubbed her chin as if she was thinking seriously. She nodded in agreement at Margaret’s words from time to time.

When they saw Hilla, one of them had a sympathetic look, while the other was furious.

Hilla was baffled by them. She was about to say something when there was a sound of a door opening. She subconsciously turned around. Lori and Orlenna entered the room hand in hand. Lori was also carrying bags of things.

The two looked like a pair of harmonious mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

...

Lori saw the three in the living room as soon as she entered.

She immediately walked over to them with a warm smile, and the bag in her hand was also rattling by her carrying.

Her voice was clear and crisp, "Hilla, Miss Anderson, Aunt Organa bought you many gifts."

After that, she looked at Riya with some embarrassment. After all, Orlenna did not buy her share.

She did not know Riya, nor did she know the relationship between her and the Anderson family. She thought that she was Margaret’s best friend.

The two of them looked at each other, and Riya raised her head arrogantly. Lori nervously shrank, standing next to Orlenna, looking exceptionally obedient.

"My mother bought me a gift. Why are you so happy? Besides, what is there to be happy about spending our own money?"

Margaret lowered her head and muttered, obviously disgusted by Lori’s familiarity.

After saying that, she continued, "Such a goody shoe. One day I will tear off your hypocritical mask."

"Margaret, what did you say? Mask? We didn’t see a mask when we were shopping, but auntie picked a hat for you. It was very beautiful."

Lori happily took out a bag and quickly handed it to Margaret.

Margaret suddenly had a feeling that Orlenna was already her stepmother, and the Lori in front of her was the real daughter of the Anderson family.

She was so angry that she punched her chest hard, but it was too painful. She gasped.

It turned out that it hurt!

"You are right. She is good at that."

Riya whispered to Margaret in a low voice as she sneaked up to her.

Margaret immediately had a ’you know me’ expression on her face as she nodded vigorously.

Lori was too good at acting.

Even her mother was fooled!

"You have no other things to do?"

As soon as Orlenna saw Riya, she changed her face. Riya knew that she and Orlenna were not on good terms. She quickly said, "I still have something to do. I’ll leave first!"

She then picked up his handbag and left without stopping.

Sure enough, she needed to wait for perfect timing. For example, when Orlenna was not home.

"This is for you and the two babies."

After saying that, Lori was a little embarrassed. She took out one of the small gift bags, and said with a red face, "Thank you for inviting me to the banquet for the two babies yesterday. This is my gift."

"I don’t really know how to pick a gift. Thanks to Auntie’s help."

It was just that the gifts Orlenna picked were too expensive. This small gift cost her nearly a month of salary.

She was in a hurry yesterday. Bruce picked her up, but Lori did not know there was a celebration banquet for babies. She felt very embarrassed to come empty-handed.

Hilla smiled in gratitude and took the bag, "Thank you."

Hilla knew Lori’s financial situation, so when she looked at the present, she held it very solemnly.

Lori breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "As long as they like it."

"A month’s kid knows what he likes and doesn’t like? Pretending again!"

Margaret rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth.

Lori was good at pretending, saying that she bought a gift for the babies. She just wanted to bribe Hilla.

The most important thing was that this gift was chosen by Orlenna. Hilla naturally couldn’t say that she didn’t like it.

Thinking of this, Margaret felt that Lori was more scheming.

Lori stood beside Margaret. She could hear what Margaret was saying. She immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

Hilla was about to speak when the sound of children crying came from upstairs.

Hilla thought of Emily, who was alone in the room. She quickly put down the things and went upstairs.

Orlenna also followed. After all, it was a happy thing that the child returned safely.

In the living room, only Margaret and Lori were left.

Lori stood awkwardly in the living room, not knowing what she was going to say.

She could feel that Miss Anderson didn’t like her, but she couldn’t think of the reason.

"What are you still doing here? Are you going to have dinner here?"

"No, no, no, there’s no need. Then I’ll be leaving first!"

Lori waved her hand in panic, then subconsciously glanced at the upstairs. She hesitated, pursing her lips.

She couldn’t help but look at Margaret and ask softly, "May I ask when Mr. Anderson will be back?"

As expected, kiss the baby for the nurse’s sake. She aimed at Bruce. Margaret sneered. She rolled her eyes and said, "I don’t know."

Lori’s face had a trace of disappointment, but she still politely bowed to Margaret, "Sorry for the disturbance!"

Then she turned and left.

Margaret looked at Lori’s back and could not help but frown.

If this woman wasn’t targeted at Bruce and didn’t want to destroy Hilla and Bruce’s marriage, she would sympathize with this woman.

...

In the hospital.

Horton was sent to the ordinary ward after the operation.

Only now did Halle know that Horton not only hurt his legs but also burned his back and arms.

He protected her in his arms at the time, so apart from her hand, Halle was fine with everything else.

Halle entered the ward, and Horton was about to get up. But the anesthetic effect hadn’t worn off.

"Do you want to drink water? I’ll help you!"

Halle quickly ran over when she saw Horton try to grab the cup on the table.

Just as she touched the cup, the next second, the wound stung. She threw the cup on the ground.

A crash!

The cup fell to the ground and was immediately shattered.

The hot water splashed out and scattered on the ground. Halle was immediately scalded and took two steps back.

"Sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose."

Halle’s face was full of panic. She subconsciously crouched down to pick up the glass.

She didn’t expect that she didn’t even have the ability to get a cup of water for

others.

"Don’t move. Get the cleaner to come and clean up."

A gentle voice came from above, full of concern and worry.

Halle stopped in mid-air for a moment. She raised her head and looked at Horton.

Horton said to her, "Watch out."

It was clearly her own trouble, and he was injured because of her. Now, Horton was worried about her.

Halle felt a little complicated. She subconsciously wanted to speak, but the next second, when she saw the person at the door, her face changed.

Claus received the news and rushed over. He saw Halle in the sick room and snorted, "I was just wondering how a dignified doctor could let himself be injured in the hospital. It turns out it was all thanks to Miss Halle."

Claus’s voice is cold and sarcastic, and the disdain in his words was self-evident.

Halle bit her lips and her sharp gaze fell on Claus.

If this man was not Horton’s father, she really wanted to go over and beat him up.

Halle tried to suppress the anger and was about to leave. Horton’s voice came from behind, "You don’t have to try so hard to break us up. It’s useless. Halle and I will get married soon!"