CHAPTER 225: BUSY BUT MISS YOU

The Lakeshore Center was quiet. The water of the lake rippled. The fountain in the middle of the lake changed water columns following the changing lights.

There were all kinds of fruit trees on the lakeshore. A group of children was happily picking the green fruits in the night.

In the living room after dinner.

The room was filled with an unfriendly atmosphere. Margaret happily took the dinner to Hilla. Just as she was about to go downstairs, she saw the two people in the living room who were about to fight.

She stopped and quickly hid on the stairs. She looked down curiously through the gap on the stairs.

Was it a fight between mother and son?

She had been looking forward to it for many years. It was finally on the stage.

Bruce sat on the sofa with a long face. He was unhappy.

Orlenna sat opposite Bruce. Her elegant and dignified sitting posture revealed her noble identity, just like a queen.

"I disagree. There are no other rooms here."

Bruce’s voice was low but calm. He controlled his anger in front of Orlenna.

However, her gentle and considerate mother seemed to have lost her good temper today.

Orlenna looked at Bruce in disbelief and then said unhurriedly, "Then you can move out."

Bruce frowned, "This is my home."

"Yes, but why can’t I live in your house. I’m your mother?"

Orlenna asserted dominance over Bruce. In the past, she was always a gentle and loving mother.

Because compared to her grandson, his son was nothing.

Bruce frowned slightly because of Orlenna’s fierceness. Previously, Orlenna would not force him if he disagreed.

However, it was different this time. Orlenna strangely looked at him. Bruce suspected that was she his gentle and virtuous mother?

"Hilla doesn’t like be surrounded by many people now."

Bruce said in a low voice and put on a serious look. It seemed that he had finally

found this reason.

Orlenna was not anxious at all. Instead, she nodded and said, "If you moved to the company, there will be fewer people here."

Bruce didn’t understand why he should move out. It was his wife who was pregnant.

Seeing Bruce was unwilling, Orlenna immediately became unhappy and said, "There is only one guest room here. You want me to stay in the living room?"

Bruce pondered for a moment and said, "There is no guest room. The guest rooms are being renovated."

There was no guest room in his house now. A few days ago, Hilla wanted to change the guest room into a design room. During the days when Hilla was in the hospital, he had assigned people to renovate it.

He thought it could be used after Hilla was discharged from the hospital. Now it became a good excuse to stop Orlenna.

"Bruce, you are my son. Don’t think I don’t know. You just want to sleep with Hilla while I’m away."

Bruce almost caused Hilla to miscarry. Others would make fun of it if they knew about it.

What’s more, Hilla had signs of bleeding and miscarriage. The doctor asked her to take care. Orlenna had to supervise Bruce.

Whether she was here or not, Bruce could not take a single step closer to Hilla.

In the past, when she looked forward to her grandson, she had never seen Bruce be enthusiastic.

Now she was about to have a grandson, but Bruce couldn’t wait to spend time with Hilla alone.

If he could be active earlier, she would have had a grandson last year.

Orlenna suddenly realized that Bruce was the obstacle for her to have a grandson.

When Orlenna looked at Bruce again, she was no longer satisfied with him.

What else could he do besides earning money?

"I have asked Margaret to clean up the study room. I will live here for the next few months until Hilla gives birth."

"When my grandson is born, I will stop guarding against you."

Bruce rubbed his eyebrows and thought, "The baby is mine."

He was the baby’s father. How could he not be careful?

It was just an accident. Why didn’t Orlenna listen to his explanation?

He and Hilla didn’t know about the pregnancy, so they didn’t care about it at that

time. Now they knew the fact. How could he not love his wife and baby? "So what? It is also the grandson of our Anderson family."

Orlenna looked at Bruce and said, "That’s it. Margaret will stay with Hilla for the following months. Hilla won’t feel bored. Since you don’t want to live in the company, then find a place to live."

Anyway, as an adult, Bruce would not be taken away by others.

Bruce put a long face all the time. He was angry but dared not say anything about it.

He felt guilty that Hilla almost miscarried.

Margaret was lying on the railing of the stairs. Looking at them downstairs, she felt surprised.

She didn’t expect Bruce would be disliked by Orlenna.

It was the first time she had seen Orlenna scolded Bruce.

Bruce had been a shadow for her twenty years of life.

Bruce’s face darkened. Not only could he not live in his home, but he also had to find a place to live.

Seeing Bruce did not refute, she said politely, "Have dinner at home before leaving."

Margaret thought Orlenna was indeed strong.

Bruce was so angry that he left the house without having dinner.

Margaret ran down the stairs and looked at Orlenna excitedly. "Mom, are you willing to drive Bruce out like this? What if he doesn’t behave himself outside?"

Orlenna coldly glanced at her and said indifferently, "How could I know about my son? He must have bought several floors of this suite. It is his property. How can he have no place to live?"

Margaret looked at Orlenna with admiration, "Mom, you even know how much property Bruce has?"

Orlenna felt Margaret was indeed a fool.

"Hilla is pregnant. Can he leave this house without worry?"

Orlenna knew her son well. He must live in a place near here.

Margaret felt Orlenna was smart.

"Are we the only ones in this house?"

Margaret could not hide her joy as she said this. Finally, Bruce was chased out of the house. She had a feeling of exaltation upon fulfillment.

Orlenna nodded and reminded her, "Tell good stories."

If Margaret led her grandson astray, she could abandon her daughter either.

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Since Bruce had left the house, Margaret felt she was the apple of the eye of the family except for Hilla.

Orlenna needed her daughter more than her son.

The daughter was more considerate at this time.

Bruce was busy with the company’s matters. As a woman, she was clearer on what Hilla needed.

Orlenna was used to ordering Margaret. So Margaret took charge of buy things.

In less than a month, Margaret obtained more money. She hadn’t had much money in the past twenty years.

Hilla asked when she saw Margaret counting the amount on the phone, "Won’t you return Far City?"

Although Orlenna was taking care of her here, she still had some freedom. Ever since Margaret returned to River City, she lived in a room with her and even slept on the same bed with her.

Hilla didn’t have a chance to do something at night. She almost wanted to throw this ’home wrecker’ who ruined the relationship between her and Bruce.

"Yes. Do you doubt my loyalty to my nephew?"

Hilla had never doubted such a thing.

"I just feel that it’s not good for you to resign suddenly. Doesn’t your work need to be handed over? When I interned at the Anderson Group, I still need a week to hand over my work."

Margaret was the assistant of the president and had worked for a year. Didn’t she need to hand over anything?

Margaret waved her hand and said, "I don’t need these. My job is to make coffee for the boss, sign a document, or just accompany him on business trips. Anyone can do it. There is no need to hand over."

Even if it needed handover, she did not intend to go back.

Anyway, she had jumped out of the dangerous Jorgansen Group. At worst, when the Jorgansen Group asked her to pay for the breach of contract, she gave them the money. She was rich now.

Now she was taking care of Hilla and the baby. Even if she could not afford the penalty fee, Orlenna would help her.

Otherwise, who would tell stories to her grandson stories every day?

"Is your work so casual?"

Hilla frowned. She was not so casual as an intern in the Anderson Group. Margaret

said that she was the president’s assistant in a big enterprise, but she could be so relaxed.

Was that boss crazy or was that company going bankrupt?

If not, the boss must be rich enough. How could a company pay for a staff who did not work?

"I’m serious about my work. It’s not casual."

When she flattered Julian, she was serious and didn’t repeat a single word.

It could be regarded as a skill. Her progress could not be ignored easily.

Hilla nodded as if she understood. She looked up and saw a flash of light outside the window. She smiled and blushed.

"Margaret, I’m thirsty. Can you go downstairs and prepare juice for me? I want to drink fresh grape juice."

When the pregnant woman had a request, it meant the baby had a request. The request of her nephew was the excuse for Margaret to ask Orlenna for money. Margaret had no reason to refuse.

She quickly said, "Got it. I’ll go prepare now. Do you want to add ice or not?"

Hilla thought for a moment, "No ice."

Recently, she didn’t feel well about her stomach. Cold food would probably stimulate her appetite and make her uncomfortable.

"Okay, I will be back soon."

"Don’t worry. Pick the grapes carefully. Last time the grapes had pips."

It would be best for her to pick the grapes for a longer time and not return to the room soon.

Margaret nodded. "Understood. I will choose carefully."

After all, if Hilla’s teeth were hurt, it would affect Hilla’s appetite. Then her nephew could not absorb enough nutrition.

Seeing Margaret walked out of the room, Hilla breathed a sigh of relief. She quickly ran to the door and made sure that no one was outside. Then, she ran to the balcony with a red face.

The moment she opened the balcony door, a bamboo basket with a red balloon fell to her feet. The basket was tied with a small rope that stretched to the window upstairs.

Hilla looked up and saw Bruce leaning on the balcony and looking at her with a faint smile.

Hilla blushed. She picked up the basket on the ground and held it in her arms, "You got off work?"

"Yes."

"Why are you back so early today? Aren’t you busy?"

"I’m busy, but I miss you."

Hilla blushed and felt shy. She smiled and muttered, "You are good at flirting."

They could only flirt with each other on the balconies. When Margaret and Orlenna saw Bruce, they would guard against him as a thief and prevented him to get close to her.

Hilla could do nothing. After all, even Bruce couldn’t resist Orlenna. She couldn’t do it.

"What’s in there?"

Hilla held the bamboo basket which was covered with a small floral cloth. It looked very pleasant and was kind of pastoral style.

Since they couldn’t be together like before, they tried to inject a little fun into their relationship.

Although Hilla disliked it in the past, she liked everything that Bruce gave her now.

Hilla had opened the cloth in front of the bamboo basket. It was a crystal ball with a diameter of 4 inches.

"How old are you? Why are you buying this kind of child’s toy?"

Although Hilla sounded disgusting, she held the transparent and shiny ball in her hand.

Bruce wore simple home clothes. His hair had fallen vertically after taking a shower. He leaned lazily against the railing. He looked more like a handsome man who was courting his neighbor.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes!"

Hilla smiled and held the crystal ball happily. Only then did she find there were two small people inside.

She put it closer. They were the comic versions of her and Bruce. They had been made into small people and placed in the crystal ball. The most shameful thing was that the two people inside were kissing.

When Hilla saw the thing in her hand clearly, she immediately felt her palm became hot. Her face burst into the red.

She looked up and glared at the smiling man above. She said with shame and anger, "You are shameless."

"There is a note inside."

Bruce raised his chin and pointed at the bamboo basket beneath her.

Hilla looked down. There was not only a small pink note in the bamboo basket but also a bunch of small yellow wildflowers.

The flowers looked like the ones that the property planted last week. But Hilla didn’t expose it. Instead, she took out the note and opened it.

There were two words, "Miss you".