CHAPTER 73: A WOMAN WHO BELONGS ONLY TO THE PRESIDENT

"I’m here to deliver a document."

Hilla stood still, holding the folder in her arms tightly as she whispered.

She did not want to go over, nor did she want to enter Bruce’s office.

She suddenly felt that the annoying building designs downstairs had become amiable. She really shouldn’t do bad things!

Now bad things would happen to her!

Hilla looked around and did not dare to look at Bruce.

Only when he knocked on the desk did she come back to her senses, her gaze landing on Bruce’s gloomy and calm handsome face.

"Speak!"

Bruce’s voice was not loud, but it was deep and powerful.

Hilla’s heart skipped a beat. She said guiltily, "What should I say ... Just now outside, I didn’t mean to hurt James. He grabbed my shoulder. And out of instinct I..."

Hilla raised her eyebrows, her little face full of innocence. Bruce frowned, his gaze still on her face.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with her explanation.

Sensing his dissatisfaction, Hilla pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "Do I have other problems?"

She finally got the point.

Bruce’s expression softened a little, as if he was waiting for her reply.

Hilla rubbed the corner of her clothes with both hands and pouted her lips for a long time before she said, "Actually, it’s just a small problem. I just came to the company and I’m not familiar with the company’s business. Moreover, I majored in fashion design and was transferred to architectural design. It’s normal that I can’t understand it."

"Get to the point!"

Bruce said coldly. Hilla immediately came to her senses and frowned, "The main point is that Rigel wanted to help me finish my work earlier. I accidentally fell off my chair and my butt still hurts from the fall. I have nothing to do with him. There’s no way we’re cheating on you."

He was just afraid that she would cheat on him. Hilla kept thinking, "Don’t think that I can’t see through the thoughts of these old men. Even if they don’t like the girls, they won’t allow others to have their girls."

They could have no interest in their women, but they never allowed others to covet their women.

Bruce stared at Hilla in front of him, listening to her teasing words. The heaviness in his eyes gradually dispersed.

"It seems that I wronged you."

"No, no. You are my husband. It is right for you to get jealous when you see me with another man. However, this is the company. Isn’t it good for you to be so self-centered?"

As expected, Hilla never forgot to blame him for his mistakes. She really didn’t lose out at all.

"What’s not good about it?"

Bruce sat on the boss’ chair, his posture domineering and elegant. He slightly raised his eyebrow arrogantly.

Hilla couldn’t help but roll her eyes secretly. She had married into the Anderson family, not sold to the Anderson family. What was he doing?

"It’s working hours now. The boss wants to see if the employees are working properly and install a camera or something. We can’t have any objections, but after all, I have my own freedom. If you keep watching me, I’m afraid that I will be too worried about my image in the future and can’t work hard."

She was blaming him for watching her with the office computer!

This was Hilla. She was like a cunning little fox. She looked obedient and cute. In fact

... she was narrow-minded. She would definitely take revenge and not lose out at all. "So, is it my fault?"

Bruce was resigned. When it was working hours, he was just watching his wife. If she was working properly, would he see what had just happened?

"It’s not all your fault. I’m also wrong. People make mistakes. Why don’t we cancel it out?"

She would not blame him for peeking at her in the office, and he could not blame her for the accident she had with Rigel.

Hilla really had a good plan. Even Bruce sighed at his inferiority. Before he could say anything, Hilla had already jumped over happily and smiled, "It’s already so late. Our family must be anxious. Why don’t we go home together?"

She was really smart!

Bruce didn’t want to make things difficult for her, and he didn’t feel angry when he saw her obedient and fawning over him.

Moreover, for a thirty-year-old man to always be jealous of a little girl like her, it sounded ridiculous.

"Mother just called and asked you to go home after you are done with work. She made your favorite boiled fish."

Bruce had an implied meaning, but Hilla didn’t want to argue with him. She nodded quickly, hugged his arm, and smiled, "I’m done with work. Let’s go home."

She wanted to pull Bruce away. Only then did she realize that he could not walk. She quickly ran to the window and pushed the wheelchair over for Bruce. She kept muttering.

"Horton’s medical skills are really suspicious. Why don’t we go abroad and check it? I can accompany you to appreciate the beautiful scenery."

"Do you want to find a doctor to treat me or go on a vacation?" Bruce covered his legs with a blanket and spoke casually. "Of course both. Can’t we be like those couples on TV?"

Bruce frowned as he glanced at her and whispered, "You’d better watch fewer soap operas!"

"What? I’m only watching the most popular online drama. You’re old, so you don’t like watching it, right?"

This was the generation gap.

Bruce was immediately speechless, and could only allow Hilla to push him out of the Anderson Group.

He was communicating with a woman who was ten years younger than him. He probably had a masochistic tendency!

In the East Courtyard.

At this time, the lights were bright, and it was much more lively than usual in the yard.

It was rare for there to be so many people in the family, and the smile on Orlenna’s face increased.

She suddenly understood why she urged Hilla to give birth to a child as soon as possible. It was not because of the succession of the Anderson family.

It was just that because she was too lonely when she was at home.

When her children grew up, they didn’t like to stay with her. She had to give them space to live. However, it was children who could make the home lively and hopeful.

One red car and one black car appeared in the courtyard. Orlenna smiled and ordered the kitchen to boil medicine. Halle knew what was in the pot. Although she hesitated, she did not stop her.

If the Anderson family and Bruce could really take care of Hilla better than her, she wanted her sister to stay in the Anderson family for a long time. It was best to let Hilla get pregnant as soon as possible!

...

Hilla walked out of the red Maserati.

She looked confident. James pushed Bruce over and couldn’t help but say with admiration, "Mrs. Anderson’s driving skills are so good that she can rival a professional racer."

"Of course. Your cousin used to be the Michelle of the racing field. I was so beautiful and cool that many men out there were charmed."

"Mrs. Anderson, be careful with your words."

James quickly lowered his head and cleared his throat. He glanced at the president sitting in his wheelchair carefully.

This narrow-minded man was still sitting in front of them!

"Of course, it was the past. I am now Mrs. Anderson, the woman that belongs only to your president."

James thought, "Mrs. Anderson was really good at turning the situation. It’s as good as her driving skills. Her flattery really pleased the president and he was happy now."

Hilla’s intelligence and wit really surprised him.

There wasn’t even a trace of awkwardness in the slightest!

"You’re finally back. Why are you off work so late today? Is it difficult to deal with the company?"

Seeing that they had returned, Orlenna pulled Hilla into the house and kept muttering, "Why have you become a little thinner recently? Don’t you like the food at home? You are currently preparing for your pregnancy. You need the nutrition and calories. If you want to eat anything, you must talk to the kitchen."

Hilla glanced at Bruce with a guilty conscience, thinking about how she should answer this question of getting off work late, and actually heard the pregnancy.

Immediately, she felt dizzy and sick.

She did like the food at home, and every time she ate, she was very full. However, after she took the medicine that Orlenna gave her, she vomited all she ate.

She was originally happy that she had found a good way to lose weight, but she did not expect that Orlenna would see through it so quickly.

At the thought of the disgusting and unpleasant medicine, Hilla’s empty stomach suddenly had a stress reaction.

"Mom, I ... want to vomit!"

Not eating, she really felt that it was too disgusting.

Therefore, before Orlenna could say anything, Hilla had already rushed into the bathroom and vomited in disgust.

Halle frowned and quickly followed her.

"Want to vomit?" Orlenna was stunned. She seemed to have suddenly thought of something. She turned to look at Bruce and smiled, "Bruce, I’m relieved. You have to take good care of Hilla in the future!"

It was good to be young. They were so efficient that it really made her gratified.

Bruce furrowed his eyebrows. He knew better than anyone why Hilla wanted to vomit. However, it seemed that his mother had misunderstood something.

He only said lightly, "Hilla hates the smell of the medicine."

"It’s fine. She doesn’t have to drink anymore in the future. I’ll get the kitchen to pour out all the medicine. She would get ill at the beginning. Anyway, these things are useless. Ask Hilla what she wants to eat. I’ll get the kitchen to add two more dishes."

After Orlenna finished speaking, she had already gone to the kitchen happily.

Margaret frowned as she looked at her mother’s light footsteps. She turned to look at Bruce beside her, "What’s wrong with mom? Hilla is sick. Why is she so happy?"

Bruce coughed and said, "She thought Hilla was pregnant!"

"Pregnant ... pregnant? You’re so efficient. Hilla really ... has a baby?" Margaret signaled a round ball on her belly, her eyes shining.

Bruce’s handsome face darkened, his thin lips lightly opened, "How is this possible?" In the bathroom!

Hilla vomited everything. Finally, she took a breath and turned around to see Halle standing behind her. She was shocked again.

"Halle, why are you standing here? It’s scary."

"Hilla, tell me, are you pregnant?"

As soon as Halle asked this question, Hilla was so scared that she almost fell into the bathtub. "Is it because you are pregnant that you think everyone is pregnant?"

"Don’t talk nonsense, and don’t involve me in this. Are you pregnant with Bruce’s child?"

If so, she might really let go and help her live a good life in the Anderson family.

Although Bruce’s words were sincere, her man was unreliable, let alone a man like Bruce.

He was responsible, but that didn’t mean that he loved her. He could take care of Hilla like this when he had no woman around him. It was also possible that he would hurt Hilla for another woman in the future.

Even if they married because of love, they might not be together forever. Moreover,

they did not even have any feelings for each other. How difficult would it be for them to live together?

"Halle, what are you talking about? How can I be pregnant?"

Hilla smiled and wiped her wet fingertips with a towel. "You know, we have never had sex. How can I be pregnant? Do you think I’m an earthworm or a snail and can get pregnant without mating?"

Hilla’s words made Halle laugh, but she couldn’t help but ask seriously, "Then why are you sick? Just now ... this was how a pregnant woman would feel."

"Halle, do you think that vomiting is a privilege for pregnant women? I only felt nauseous when I heard my mother- in-law say that she was going to make me some medicine. You don’t know, but that medicine is really disgusting. Every time I take it, I will vomit. It makes my stomach sensitive now. When I hear the name of that thing, I can’t help but feel nauseous."

Hilla couldn’t help but frown after she finished speaking, and then felt disgusted again.

Seeing this, Halle was both relieved and a little disappointed, or even more worried.

She did not say anything else and just took care of Hilla.

On the dining table, because Margaret had returned, Bruce had taken a wife, and Halle and Horton arrived, it seemed unusually lively.

The smile on Orlenna’s face grew sweeter when she saw that Hilla had a good appetite.

"It’s been a long time since the house is so lively. When Bruce and Hilla have children, I’m afraid the table won’t be big enough."

She had to change to a bigger table as soon as possible. A child would require a spacious room.

Hilla was caught off guard and choked.

"What’s wrong? Did the fishbone cut your throat? Horton, quickly check Hilla."

"No, I’m fine. I was just choked by the chili. I just need to eat more rice."

Hilla was so scared that she quickly ate two mouthfuls of rice, not daring to speak.

Looking at the boiled fish that Hilla had picked up, the smile on Orlenna’s face grew even brighter.

She thought Hilla’s love of spicy food was a harbinger of a daughter. That would be great. She would be as beautiful and cute as Hilla!

Hilla felt the way her mother-in-law looked at her was really scary!