CHAPTER 140: TODAY IS A GOOD DAY

Margaret rushed all the way out of the Lakeshore Center with unstoppable laughter. She finally got a chance to make Bruce pay through the nose!

It was an once-in-a-lifetime chance! She had been waiting for this for twenty-five years!

It was just awesome to see Bruce on the chopping block!

How wonderful!

She was so overjoyed! She must laugh out loud and live in the most expensive suite, so as to fully show her temperament of being born with a silver spoon.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t wait to get into her car and rushed to the hotels in the center of River City.

No one could stop her from being free and having fun tonight! Before arriving at the hotel, Margaret told Orlenna the "good news".

Orlenna was about to rest when she received the call.

"It’s late at night. Give your mom a rest."

Wearing a gloomy face, she narrowed her eyes and rubbed her temples with one hand.

Everyone in the Anderson family knew that she was punctual and her daily rest was very regular.

It was just more than daring for Margaret to call her at this timing.

"Mom! Mom! Mom!"

"What’s up? Don’t remind me that I have a "smart" daughter."

It was said that daughters were like the warm jacket for their mothers, but Margaret could always make her felt that she was wearing it in the hot summer. A cashmere one!

It looked expensive and rare. While in fact, nobody liked it.

"Mom, how can you say that? I am doing the right thing. You are going to have a grandson! It’s worth reporting, right?"

"What? Hilla is pregnant?"

Orlenna sat up on the bed all at once with bright piercing eyes. At this moment, all her impatient and tired looks had suddenly disappeared. Instead, she was wild with joy.

If it wasn’t for the night, she would have rushed out of bed.

Thank God! The Anderson family finally had a child!

"Mom, you’re overreacting. Bruce was only sleeping with Hilla tonight. I just came out from their place. Trust me. This time, it will definitely be foolproof."

"Maybe they can even make it by one shot!"

Margaret knew clearly about what Orlenna wanted. Thus she tried her best to play the role of the "warm jacket".

Holding back the excitement, Orlenna calmly sat back on the bed.

She questioned skeptically, "It has been almost a year. They haven’t even done it. My poor grandchild! There won’t be any accidents this time, right?"

Orlenna was apparently dissatisfied with her son’s "ability".

No, distrusted.

It seemed necessary that she did something to "make a progress".

"Mom, take it easy. Bruce has put in a lot of effort this time. He will definitely ’take down’ Hilla as long as he keeps sleeping with her every day. It’s just a matter of time."

Margaret’s positive words gave Orlenna a sigh of relief.

She was right. As long as they kept a proper frequency of making love, it was only a matter of time before she had a grandchild.

"Well done. If you succeed, I will give you the pocket money for three months."

"Thank you, Mom. Don’t worry. Things between them are related to the heir of the Andersons. I will pay high attention to them."

"Don’t make it too much. If it’s still the honeymoon time, give them more space."

"OK. Got it. Then, my pocket money..."

"I’ll transfer it tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Margaret looked up at the sky and put on a ferocious smile.

Good Heavens! She was finally going to make a fortune and become somebody!

At the time she came downstairs, Hill heard Margaret’s strange laughter came from the direction of the door. She couldn’t help but look over there before her gaze finally fell on Bruce.

"What did you talk to her about?"

Margaret had been hovering with her for the entire afternoon. And it seemed that she was not going to stop.

What made her run away as fast as a rabbit?

It seemed that Bruce had made some agreements with Margaret.

Having Margaret act like that, there must be a big bonus!

"Did you give her a lot of pocket money?"

Hilla’s eyes lit up. Margaret was really good at seeking benefits. Asked Halle about her period and returned accordingly?

Obviously, she did it up to no good. Bruce knew it for sure. He was just indulging Margaret.

Bloody hell brothers and sisters! He always took care of her in a silent way.

Hilla wondered how much pocket money Bruce had given Margaret. She felt distressed and envious as Halle would be able to live a more comfortable life if she got the money.

Bruce stepped forward. With a grab of Hilla by the waist, he pulled her into his arms. Then he lowered his head and said lightly, "Silly girl, she just took a tip of the iceberg of my property. You own me and all of it."

How sober-minded! She was almost unable to restrain herself.

"I am not in love with your property."

It was the unconscious heartbeat, the spontaneous addiction! She could control her body, but she failed to control her heart in the end.

"If that’s not what you want, then I will give all the shares to Margaret tomorrow."

"What?"

What was wrong with him? It was not that she couldn’t let go of the shares, but Margaret could turn the Anderson Group upside down if she was in charge.

Seeing her face in disbelief, Bruce couldn’t help but chuckled and tightened her.

He said in a low voice, "I need to take care of you. Don’t worry. Margaret is not a problem. Someone will pay for her someday."

Hilla curled her lips and asked, "She would probably take more advantage of you if she knows that you want her to get married so badly!"

Bruce lowered his head and said flirtatiously, "I’ll have you taken more advantage before she does."

Before Hilla could react, Bruce picked her up and walked straight to the bedroom upstairs.

Hilla panicked and said anxiously, "I haven’t had dinner yet."

"Take advantage first. It’ll be more delicious."

"You haven’t showered yet."

"Let’s do it together."

"Bruce, you’re such a rogue!"

"I am, indeed." Bruce thought.

...

In the Lakeshore Center night reigned. The reflection of the weeping willows in the ripping deep blue water of the lake was charming and gentle.

The moon came out and quickly hid in the clouds.

In the bedroom.

The crystal lamp emitted a gentle light, and the slightly flashing crystals were as bright as glass.

Hilla’s head was peeping out from under the quilt. Her face was reddish and burned with shyness. She was both shy and pleased. She blinked and peeked out the bathroom door.

Bruce stripped her naked and ran to the bathroom to take a shower, while she was lying on the bed and very tense.

"It won’t take long for Bruce to come out, right?" Hilla thought.

Hilla touched her cheeks and lusciously full lips. After a while, she chuckled in the quilt.

It was embarrassing because she felt that she was like a concubine who was waiting for Bruce to come over in former times.

Anyway, she was his legal wife. Wasn’t this too mortifying? Thinking of this, Hilla secretly extended her hand from the quilt.

Her white hand crossed the smoked quilt as she slowly approached the thin nightdress by the bed.

Just as her fingertips touched the nightdress, the bathroom door opened.

Hilla retracted her hand quickly and clenched the quilt with both hands. When looking at the man who came out of the bathroom, she whispered with a reddish face, "You...you got out of the shower!"

When Hilla’s gaze fell on Bruce’s sturdy and sexy chest, she immediately covered herself with the quilt in a panic, as if she didn’t dare to look at him.

She used to freely look at Bruce, and she had touched him on his whole body. Wasn’t it too late to be shy now?

Besides, why couldn’t she look at her husband? If Bruce didn’t let her look at him, who else could look at him?

When Hilla thought of this, she raised her head again. She threw back the quilt and then she stared straight at Bruce with a pair of bright and spirited eyes.

Bruce was wiping his wet hair which was short and silky. Right now, he looked even meeker and less hostile.

Although he wasn’t a meek fellow, he was approachable and looked even gentler now.

Especially when Hilla lay on the bed and looked up at him in the light of the crystal lamp, she felt that he was extremely charming.

Why did she feel that Bruce was so good-looking or not at all as old as others said? Her husband was not old at all but handsome.

When she thought of this, she giggled. It was only when Bruce’s gaze fell on her that Hilla pursed her lips, pulled at the blanket, and whispered, "You got out of the shower."

Bruce replied vaguely. He went to the construction site today. Although he had taken a bath in the break room in the company, there was still dirt on him.

Moreover, today was worth a bath.

"Do you want to take a bath?"

Bruce leaned over, sat by the bed, and smiled. He looked gentle and tender, so Hilla became nervous uncontrollably and her heart was beating fast.

She shook her head first and then nodded. After that, she blinked and said with a wronged expression, "I’m not wearing any clothes."

He stripped her naked, threw her on the bed, and then he went to take a bath, which was sheer torture for her during the long wait. Therefore, she thought he has gone too far.

She always felt that she was on the chopping block which could be eaten by Bruce at any time.

Although she was also waiting to be eaten, she felt miserable during the long wait.

Therefore, she wanted him to experience the feeling either. Would he be even more miserable?

Thinking of this, Hilla suddenly became spirited and whispered, "I want to take a shower."

She wanted to go by herself, and she almost got her nightdress.

Bruce suddenly stretched out his hand and then her nightdress was thrown away.

"My nightdress..."

"Only we are at home, so you don’t have to wear it."

Bruce wore a faint smile, while Hilla immediately blushed and whined, "You are too shameless."

He wanted her to run naked in the room!

She was a girl, so she did not dare to do that even if he dared to watch.

Although Hilla was a little timid, she had her pride. Therefore, she puffed out her cheeks and said angrily, "When you bathed, I didn’t ask you...you not to wear clothes."

Bruce replied calmly, "I don’t wear clothes when I bathe. Do you usually wear clothes when you bathe?"

"He is playing with language. How nasty!" she thought. She wasn’t a fool, so she wasn’t against him.

"I don’t care. Take my clothes back and turn around. I’m going to take a shower. You can’t peek."

Although she raised her head and said angrily, her face turned so red that could no longer hold back her shyness.

Bruce chuckled. He then gave her a sly grin as he said, "It doesn’t matter. I’ll carry you there."

He suddenly threw his arms around her and the quilt.

Hilla was pulled into Bruce’s embrace like a small animal and didn’t move.

"What are you doing?"

Bruce wore a faint smile and said, "You do not wear clothes, so I have to take care of you."

Although Hilla felt that he was a scoundrel, she thought he was a very handsome one. Therefore, she was turned on by him.

thirty-year-old man was indeed good at turning a woman on. Although Hilla was prepared, she became nervous when the time came. When Bruce carried her to the bathroom, Hilla was very anxious.

"Bruce! Quickly put me down. You are so shameless. I don’t want to take a bath with you!"

Bruce paused. Noticing how flustered Hilla was, he laughed.

"I just want to carry you to take a bath. What are you thinking about? I don’t expect that you want to do such a thing with me every day. It seems that you are even more shameless than me."

It was fine if he was shameless, but he was also even more cunning. Hilla felt that she was so pissed that she almost got winded.