CHAPTER 166: CHAPTER 164: ROTTEN INSIDE [UPDATE 1]

Maya Spencer saw the man holding two large bags of food and immediately got up to greet him, reaching out to take the items from his hands.

The man dodged to the side right away and said, "Come on! Don’t make trouble for me. Sit tight. If Liam Spencer finds out I’m hiding you, he’ll hate me to death."

Listening to his words, Maya smiled cheerfully and said, "I know Brother Morris won’t betray me."

"Don’t sweet-talk me. I’m giving you a few days to quietly think about handling the relationship between you two. After three days, you must show up. Avoiding won’t solve the problem. What are you hiding from?" The man scolded Maya harshly as he saw the forced smile on her face.

This morning at ten thirty, while he was busy at work, Maya called him nervously, saying, "Brother Morris, help me!"

After hanging up, he went to the place she specified and brought her back. He initially thought something serious happened, but it turned out she had argued with Liam Spencer and run away from home.

Faced with Maya’s earnest pleadings, he clenched his teeth and reluctantly agreed to hide her for a few days to let her think over the relationship.

Listening to his scolding, Maya’s expression was awkward, but she continued smiling. She said, "I know, I just want to calm down for a few days; I’ll be fine then."

"Let’s hope so! Quickly eat something to fill your stomach, I’ll cook for you." While speaking, the man piled the snacks onto the coffee table, then carried the freshly bought ingredients into the kitchen to cook for her.

"Thank you, Brother Morris!" Maya was deeply moved by his kindness and inexplicably found herself trusting him.

Maya spent two whole days thinking about fleeing to Lillian Morris. In S City, she had no one she could trust, and her sudden disappearance would first make Liam Spencer think of the Hanson Family.

So she couldn’t go to the Hanson Family, especially since her uncle had just buried her mother in the cemetery; she couldn’t bring more trouble to her uncle, or it would certainly shake his standing with the Hansons.

And turning to the Turner siblings was certainly an option Liam would think of as well.

Originally, she thought to rely on Hannah, threatening her to hide herself, but since she was still a Spencer, she was more afraid Hannah would turn her in to earn merit.

After considering all options, she felt Lillian Morris was the best choice—Liam would never suspect his brother-in-law of hiding her.

The safest place is the most dangerous place!

At the kitchen door, Maya leaned against the sliding door, watching Lillian Morris cook for her.

She had never seen a man cook. Even if the Spencer Family’s chef was a man, she had never seen it, much less a man like Lillian Morris cooking.

Suddenly, Maya felt warm inside and thought Sister Jane Spencer was truly lucky.

"What? You want to show off your skills too?" Lillian Morris glanced at Maya casually and asked nonchalantly.

"I’m just watching!" Maya replied indifferently.

"Today you’ve turned S City upside down. Liam would love to search every sewer."

"Heh heh!" Hearing this, Maya smirked foolishly, feeling increasingly that she could never face Liam again.

She knew well about that man’s temper. Today’s rage was so intense that if they really met, who could say if she’d survive.

"Have you talked with Liam Spencer? What did he say?" Lillian Morris asked as he cut vegetables.

"He said to have the baby, and he’ll compensate me," Maya answered truthfully.

Hearing her report, Lillian Morris was infuriated and slammed the garlic on the chopping board, breaking it hard. "This guy, so unprincipled, you’re not just anyone."

Then he added, "No, I need to talk to Jane Spencer and let her properly educate Liam Spencer, what’s with these values?"

Upon hearing him planning to speak to Sister Jane Spencer, Maya rushed into the kitchen, grabbing Lillian’s arm, saying, "Brother Morris, please don’t! Blabbing will reveal everything, and you’ll definitely be held accountable for hiding me."

"You’re threatening me? That makes me think turning myself in makes more sense," Lillian said as he was about to untie his apron to call Liam Spencer.

"I’m not! I’m just stating facts. Also, don’t let Sister Jane Spencer persuade him. I don’t like Liam at all and never thought of marrying him." That was Maya’s true feeling.

Moreover, in her mind, Sister Jane Spencer’s values weren’t upright either—didn’t she think her brother was so outstanding that countless women wanted to bear his child? She couldn’t care less about letting her speak well for her, and she never intended to be with Liam Spencer.

Hearing Maya’s rejection to marry Liam and the word ’like,’ Lillian Morris chuckled out loud—it had been ages since he heard such an innocent and untarnished joke; marriage ought to be for love, not for gain.

In Lillian Morris’s life, he has rarely seen marriages out of love; nearly all were for gain, and everyone knew it, tacitly agreeing—forever placing gain above all else.

Thus, listening to Maya’s reason for rejecting Liam Spencer seemed amusing to him.

Watching the man laughing at her, Maya rolled her eyes in disdain and protested, "What’s so funny!"

When Lillian turned to look at Maya, he then noticed she was still so young, only 19, believing in love, trusting in marriage, naturally.

Once, he too had such dreams, but they were crushed by reality.

Seeing her innocent gaze, he stopped laughing at her, merely helplessly sighing, "When you grow older, you’ll surely regret, regret missing a good opportunity."

"I won’t. Staying away from worthless people is the best choice I’ve made in my life." Maya firmly believed she wouldn’t regret today’s decision even until her dying day.

"Maya, why do you dislike Liam so much? He’s handsome, wealthy, and young—what are you thinking?"

"All that glitters is not gold!" Feeling unable to have a proper conversation, Maya turned away from Lillian Morris’s ongoing praise for Liam and left the kitchen, leaving him to cook alone.

By seven o’clock, Lillian called Maya to eat, but after calling for quite a while, she didn’t respond.

After several calls without any reaction, he walked into the living room to find Maya lying sideways on the couch, motionless.

Not rushed, Lillian calmly squatted in front of her, pushed her a few times, saying, "Maya, come eat! Eat first, then sleep!"

But after several pushes with no response, Lillian finally realized she wasn’t asleep; she had fainted.

Immediately, he picked her up from the sofa, placed her on the big bed in the bedroom, and called the family doctor.