CHAPTER 76: THE TEARS KEEP COMING OUT

Hilla ran out of the hotel all the way to the Anderson’s.

At this moment, the entire Anderson’s mansion was brightly lit. Halle was reading in the rose room after dinner.

These were lots of novels that Hilla liked here, both extremely childish but also very attractive.

Being the first time for her to read these books, Halle unconsciously became a little fascinated.

Tonight, Hilla would probably come back very late for she had attended the Annual Ball of the Anderson Group. Halle was planning to go back to her room for a rest after watching for a while, but when she looked up, Horton was standing at the door.

This person made her subconsciously felt uncomfortable. So she put the book back on the shelf.

"Well, I saw that you were here alone, so I came to take a look."

To regain some clarity in her mind, Halle clenched her fists until she felt the pain in her palm.

Stunned for a while, she looked at Horton and said calmly, "It’s late at night. I gotta go back to rest."

"I ... I didn’t know you were Hilla’s sister. I drank too much that night..."

"Mr. Hutt, you are mistaken. We are all adults and I got married once. This is not a big deal. I don’t take it seriously. Just forget about it. It’s better that we take each other as strangers the next time we meet."

As soon as Halle finished speaking, she directly turned around and left without looking back at Horton, leaving behind the dumbfounded man. He didn’t make a move as he was still thinking about words like "didn’t take it seriously", "forget", and "strangers".

By the time he recovered from the confusion, Halle had already disappeared. He frowned dejectedly and muttered in situ, "But I want to take responsibility!"

Halle didn’t even give him a chance on what he was thinking about. What he could do was just watching her left and hanging back. In the end, he took out the book that Halle had just read from the bookshelf - "The President’s Bride."

Hilla ran all the way back to the Anderson’s. It was at the door that she stopped and stood there in a daze, not daring to take a step forward.

How could she forget that this was not her home? She wasn’t one of the Andersons!

Here was the Anderson’s!

She was like a down and out Princess, who was standing at the door in tears and wearing a long pink chiffon dress. One had been frozen by the chill in the cold winter.

The cold wind pierced her skin, putting her entire sensitive nerves numb. The tears had long dried up on her face, leaving a stinging pain.

"Hilla? What happened to you?"

To avoid Horton, Halle stayed in the yard to kill the time. It was just then she saw Hilla standing alone outside the door in a thin dress.

"Where is your coat? Are you crazy? You should take good care of yourself. It’s so cold outside. You can’t come out without a coat!"

Although Halle didn’t hold back her complaints, she turned around and took off her cotton coat, and then put it on Hilla.

Hilla, who felt that she was frozen in the cold, sniffed and said, "I don’t want it. Keep it yourself, Halle."

Clearly remembered that Halle was pregnant and couldn’t afford a cold, she wanted to take off the coat immediately. But Halle held her down and continued angrily, "Just wear it. If you don’t want to catch a cold, just get in the house now."

Having no idea what had happened tonight, Halle could still tell that Hilla was very sad.

Hilla had never cried so sadly.

This night, Orlenna had gone out to play mahjong with her neighbors, as well as Margaret had gone out for fun. Only Halle and Hilla were in the Anderson’s now.

Angry but not knowing what to say, Halle had to pull Hilla into her arms and warmed her ice-cold hands and arms.

She could only hurriedly heat up a glass of milk for her and wrap her up with the quilt.

Apart from Hilla’s reddened nose and eyes, her face was completely pale.

Halle furrowed her brow before seeing Hilla regain her composure, "What happened? You went to the annual ball with Bruce, didn’t you? Where is he? Why didn’t you come back together?"

Hearing his name, Hilla zoned out a while before she raised her head slowly. As if she couldn’t catch up with Halle, she stared at her sister with a pair of reddened eyes. By then tears finally ran down her cheeks.

"Halle, I want to divorce, I want to divorce!"

She did not want to stay here anymore. This was not her home. The Anderson’s was not where she belonged.

She did not want to see Bruce again. Thinking of him, her heart ached as if it had been torn apart. Even her breathing became so difficult that it was like someone had cut through her trachea.

It was too much for her to hold on.

"What the hell is going on?"

Halle wondered, "She was so happy when she left! Even swaying around in front of me to show the pink dress on her body! And now?"

"Halle, I’m so sad. Can I keep it a secret? I want to leave. I want to go now. I don’t want to stay here. Halle ... I ... I’m so sad."

Hilla kept sobbing that she couldn’t even finish her sentence.

Only when tears fell on her face did she realize that she was still alive.

However, her heart ached so badly.

Marriage hurt. She should have listened to Halle and not to get married so early.

Seeing the girl crying uncontrollably in her arms, Halle lost in thought. This was the first time ... the beloved daughter of the Holt family had such a breakdown.

The person who made her cried was unforgivable. Her little sister was worthy of the best in the world.

"OK. Stop crying. You can keep it a secret if you want to. We’ll leave here if that’s what you want. It’s fine. We can just live together. It’s awesome, isn’t it? And we will have him in the future!"

She held Hilla’s hand and placed it on her flat belly. The smile on her face was gentle and full of maternal love.

"Don’t worry. My little sister will never be alone. You have me, and we will take care of your nephew together. How about we go back to the countryside? The factory will start working after Christmas. We can support ourselves and live happily."

"Halle, I’m sorry. I didn’t take the Holt’s mansion back."

Her sniffed and hoarse voice with red eyes just gave Halle another punch in her heart.

"It’s fine. I care about you, not the mansion! The most important thing is that we are leading a happy life!"

...

Grabbing the quilt tightly, Hilla said in a low voice, "Halle, you don’t blame me? If I stay here, I might be able to get the Holt’s mansion back one day."

She still had the hope, except that it wasn’t from Bruce.

She might be able to negotiate on the new airport project, whether the person in charge was Bruce or Rudi.

The agreement that Orlenna signed with her was still valid. As long as the Andersons got the Holt’s mansion, they had to transfer it to her.

Hilla didn’t think it in a complex way. Even though she might be having a bad relationship with Bruce, she still held hope for the Anderson family.

Bruce could cheat on her, but Orlenna should keep her word.

"Hilla, you still don’t get it. The Holts have lost more than a mansion. Mom and Dad are gone. Even if we can take back the mansion now, it’s no longer the same."

"It doesn’t matter we don’t own it now. As long as we work hard and earn enough money, we can get it back without anyone’s help in the future."

Halle looked at her sister with distress. Hilla was so sad that she dared not ask her what had happened today.

If it was the past, no matter how severely injured Hilla was, or even fought with a boy, she would come back proudly with reddened eyes and said that girls of the Holt Family would not cry.

"But Halle, my heart hurts."

Not only because of the Holt’s mansion but for a man. Not knowing why she just felt so sad that she was about to suffocate. All she wanted to do was crying.

"It’s fine, Hilla. It’s fine."

"Halle, I didn’t want to. It’s just... the tears ... keep coming out."

Why was everything disobedient to her? Even the tears were making it difficult for her!

Held her in the arms, Halle comforted softly, "Just let it be. You’ll stop crying when tears run out."

"But it just ... it just can’t stop."

When Hilla wiped away the wet tears on her face, her body started trembling.

Perhaps because of her crying and her body began to regain consciousness, she didn’t feel so cold now.

"Hilla is very strong. You didn’t cry because of weakness. If you want to cry, just let it be. There will always be an end."

Halle pursed her lips and wiped the tears off Hilla’s face, letting her sob in her arms.

Later when Bruce returned to the Anderson’s, Halle stopped him outside the door.

"Mr. Anderson didn’t keep a promise. Hilla never cried easily. She was wronged tonight."

She said with an extremely cold face.

Hilla was her bottom line, one that she wouldn’t allow anyone to touch.

Thinking of Hilla’s eyes when she left today, Bruce couldn’t help put on a serious face, "I’m very sorry. I can explain to Hilla."

"I’m afraid she doesn’t want to see you now. You’d better explain later when she is in a better mood. I’m sorry that I have to occupy your room tonight. You won’t mind sleeping in the guest room or the study room for a night or two, right?"

Halle sensed that there might be some deception when she saw Bruce walking on his feet.

She knew Hilla well. Hilla could do things for other unconditionally and treated people that she cared about the best. However, she couldn’t stand being cheated, especially being deceived by the person closest to her.

Halle had experienced that feeling before. It was like being abandoned by the entire world. Even now, she could still remember the cold when she felt as she stood at the door of the Tyson’s in that hot summer.

And today, when she saw Hilla come back in such a thin dress in this cold winter, she had no idea if her sister’s heart could be warm up again.

Frowned upon Halle, who was blocking his way, as well as the tightly shut door, Bruce failed to make a step further.

"Please accompany her properly tonight."

To Halle, the more polite Bruce was, the more guilty he was.

If he didn’t do anything wrong, he wouldn’t have lowered himself.

"It’s already very late. Mr. Anderson, go get some rest. I’ll take care of her."

After saying so, Halle returned to the room and blocked Bruce’s gaze by closing the door.

Wrapped by a thick quilt, Hilla looked pitifully at Halle with swollen eyes and murmured, "Halle, don’t get mad."

Halle was pregnant and thus should be put in the first place no matter what. She couldn’t let Halle have a miscarriage because of her.

"Hilla, have a good sleep. I’ll be with you."

Naturally, Hilla would not let Bruce enter the room this night since she was afraid of arguing with him.

Together with a nod, she moved to the other side of the bed so that Halle could get on.

Hilla became emotional again when they huddled together, she asked in a low voice, "Halle, it’s a tough day for me. Do you know how it feels?"

Halle turned off the lights. Perhaps it was the darkness that made it easier for people to express their feelings, or maybe because she knew that Hilla didn’t want her to see the sad face, Hilla took the initiative to talk.

This was good. Since as she couldn’t see Hilla’s tears, she wouldn’t be so angry. In such a case, she could be more focused on Hilla’s words.

"Halle, Bruce’s legs have actually recovered long ago."

"I know. He ran back just now. I can see that he was worried about you."

Halle pursed her lips slightly. She said this not for putting in a good word for Bruce, but hoping to make Hilla feel better.

"But he lied to me. You said that men would lie, but I thought that Bruce was different. I should have trusted you. Am I too self-righteous? Am I too blind?"

Her hoarse voice was hard to conceal in the darkness, letting Halle feel more heartbreaking.

Tightly held Hilla’s hand, Halle put the girl lean on her shoulder, with her fingers brushed over her sister’s head, "Silly, of course, you feel that he is different from others. That’s because you like him. The problem is, are you sad only because he is cheating on you?"

"He lied to me about his legs. And he never told me that the bank was going to auction the Holt’s mansion and the airport together. He ... he hugged his ex-girlfriend!"

This was the main reason why she was so sad. Thinking of this, Hilla burst out a sudden cry.