Chapter 280: You Should Spend Money on Me

Lori glanced at the black bank card she put on the table, which gleamed brightly under the crystal chandelier.

The woman opposite was very beautiful. Lori had seen her on TV before, but now she was much more beautiful than on TV.

Lori bit her lips. “I can’t take this. Mom said we can’t take things that are not ours.” Lori said and lowered her head, with a bit of sorrow in her eyes.

She scratched her fingers nervously with both hands as if she was about to break her skin.

Looking at Lori, Hilla didn’t know why, but she felt a trace of sympathy and distress.

Lori looked weak and humble, just like Hilla herself when the Holt family was down and out two years ago.

Although Hilla didn’t know if she was faking it, as Margaret said, she had to say that if she was, her acting was really good.

“I saved Mr. Anderson. I know you will thank me. If you want to thank me, can you not give me this card? Instead…”

Lori lowered her head. Her voice was low as if she were talking to herself. But before she finished, there was a sound at the door, and then a dark tall figure entered, momentarily blocking the light in front of her eyes.

Hilla was stunned when she saw Bruce enter the door and saw him walk sullenly towards her.

Margaret followed in his footsteps and winked at her from time to time.

Bruce walked up and took the initiative to hold Hilla’s waist, revealing his domineering temper.

She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but it seemed that Bruce was doing something like PDA, on purpose for Lori to see.

Hilla, who had felt uncomfortable, was now amused. If any other man saw his mistress come to the house looking for him, it would be like the end of the world.

On the contrary, Bruce acted as if his wife had been stolen.

Hilla turned to look at Bruce. “Ms. Gilmore saved your life. We should repay her.”

“No, no! I really don’t want anything!”

Lori quickly waved her hands nervously and stood there in confusion, not knowing what to say.

She was not good at words. She didn’t know if she had come at the wrong time, and she didn’t know how to explain it now.

She could only stand there awkwardly and nervously grasp the hem of her clothes.

Bruce looked into Hilla’s eyes and said coldly, “How do you want to repay her?”

With his body? No way!

Bruce was fully reluctant, and Hilla became embarrassed.

“Lori worked so hard to bring you back from South Country, and took care of you for months, shouldn’t we thank her?” Hilla thought.

“But Ms. Gilmore saved you…”

Hilla looked at Bruce and whispered. Why did Bruce look at her fiercely?

Margaret stepped forward. “Of course, we have to pay. We don’t have anything else, but a lot of money!”

Hilla was immediately speechless and glanced at Margaret.

If Lori was a greedy woman, she would not have sent this bank card back to them, and the money would not be still.

“No, I don’t want money. I just want…”

“What do you want? You want to live in our house and be Bruce’s wife, right?”

Margaret suddenly turned and glared at Lori like a wolf.

Lori was so scared that she immediately swallowed her words, took a step back and shook her head hard, unable to say anything.

She really didn’t mean that. Besides, the way Bruce looked at her wasn’t like he wanted her to be his wife.

“Margaret!”

Hilla tugged at the hem of Margaret’s clothes, but Margaret suddenly jumped up and glared at her with disappointment.

“You know nothing. You can’t be merciful to such goody-two-shoes. Tears and grievances are her weapons. You can’t get fooled by her.”

Hilla was surprised at Margaret’s words.

Lori looked at the three in front of her, and her eyes turned red. “I have to go!”

Before anyone spoke, she turned and ran out.

Hilla hurried to say, “It’s too late. It’s still raining outside. Let the driver send her off. Keep her safe.”

Margaret nodded vigorously. “Agreed. We must keep her safe. Otherwise, she will get a reason to blackmail my brother.”

All she said was just what a goody-two-shoes would do in dramatic novels.

The maid hurried out to call the driver.

Hilla was about to say something when she heard the door open. She thought Lori had returned, but she looked up and saw Halle coming back wet.

“Are there guests at home?”

Halle saw Lori running out before she came in. Hilla didn’t seem aggrieved, so it wasn’t Bruce and Hilla’s problem.

Instead, it was Margaret who didn’t look happy. Halle was slightly surprised. Could it be the Jorgansens?

They had not even married when some woman came to trouble Margaret. Looks like Halle was wrong about Julian.

“We had one and she just ran out.”

Margaret fiercely pointed to the outside. She got angry almost just thinking about Lori.

It was a shame to deceive people by pretending to be miserable!

Seeing Margaret’s angry face, Hilla felt amused and comforted.

In the Anderson family, everyone cared about her.

Halle hurriedly put on her slippers. “I’m going upstairs to take a shower.”

Hilla nodded and turned around to hug Bruce. “I am very happy!”

Hilla smiled brightly and beautifully, and Bruce looked at her with love. What a loving couple they were.

Margaret’s lips twitched and she made a look of disgust.

In the pet store on a rainy night.

The shopkeeper looked at the outstanding man in front of him and asked in confusion, “Sir, you spent all afternoon choosing this dog. It is the most beautiful one in our shop. Didn’t you say that you wanted to give it to your daughter?”

The shopkeeper looked at the puppy which was taken back in the cage. He could tell that recently his master had not taken good care of it.

Horton pursed his lips and his gaze fell on the little creature in the cage. He said lightly, “My daughter is not home for the time being. I don’t have time to take care of it. It’s better to keep it here.”

Horton wanted to sell it, but he did not mention this in the end.

He did not hate the dog, nor did the dog have left a shadow in his heart, but he was just too busy at the hospital to manage time. This was how Horton explained it to himself.

The shopkeeper nodded. “Okay, how long do you want to keep your dog here?”

Horton frowned and looked at the puppy which was staring at him in the cage. Its eyes seemed to see through everything.

Finally, he opened his mouth and said, “For two months!”

He would give himself two more months to get his daughter to personally bring this dog home!

…

Horton stood there and seriously looked at the cute puppy in the cage.

The shopkeeper smiled. “It’s only three months old and at its easiest to recognize its owner. When it grows up, I’m afraid you have to rebuild a relationship when you take it back home.”

Horton looked up at the shopkeeper. “Dogs get closer to people if they are raised from a young age?

“Sure, and dogs are loyal. Once they know you’re their owner, they’ll always remember you.”

“Dogs are loyal. What about people?”

The shopkeeper was stunned at first and then smiled. “Of course, the longer the time, the deeper the feelings, the closer people are to each other!”

Horton’s look deepened under the lenses as if he was saying to himself, “Will people get closer after a long time?”

“Most animals, just like children, enjoy human companionship and become more attached to it over time. Especially when they are young, as long as they choose their family, they will remember it no matter how long they are apart.”

The shopkeeper said as he carried the puppy out of the cage. The little creature was obviously much livelier when it entered his arms.

People and animals were the same. The younger they were, the more likely they were to trust others. As long as one stayed with others for a long time, one would have feelings.

Horton looked at the scene and suddenly said, “I change my mind.”

The shopkeeper was stunned, and before he could react, the little dog in his arms was snatched back by Horton.

“As you said, I’m afraid it won’t be close to me.”

Horton point-blank locked the dog back into the cage, picked it up, and turned out of the pet shop.

Horton drove back to his apartment. He bought the three- bedroom house in a neighborhood near the hospital after several unexplained women broke into his assigned apartment.

The whole house was simply furnished. The room was monochromatic, full of a cool and faint smell of disinfectant.

The house was spotless and simple. Dark grey curtains hung before the window brought a sense of loneliness.

It was not like home for daily life, but more like a hotel.

Horton released the puppy from the cage, and the little creature went under the

cabinet as soon as it came out. It seemed that it was afraid to come out.

Horton took off his coat, took the dog food out of the cupboard, and poured it into a nearby plate, leaving it on the floor.

He never had any pets. As a professional surgeon, he had been doing a lot of cold-blooded things, and he wouldn’t soon learn to care for small animals with love.

Perhaps the puppy was really hungry. Seeing the food, it came out of the cupboard, staggered to the plate, and began to eat.

When the puppy was full, it didn’t crawl under the closet again. Instead, it ran to Horton’s feet and lay down on his slippers.

Horton looked down and reached out to pull the dog into his arms.

He had mysophobia and did not like small animals. He hated hairy creatures at home, but now he did not hate this puppy so much.

“So, a puppy is really easy to deceive.”

“You’ll run to me for just a little food.”

He had planned to give it to Emily. It took him all afternoon to find something he thought Emily would like.

Horton’s eyes cooled as if he had thought of something. He put the dog back on the floor, got off the couch, and went into the bedroom.

In the bedroom, except for a few men’s shirts and suits hanging in the wardrobe, the drawers of the cabinets were all empty.

Horton opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out the only dark document bag in it.

There was a DNA test report inside. He had secretly taken Emily’s hair and his own to do the test.

The result… was different from what he thought.

There was no biological relationship between the two specimens. Emily was not his daughter and Halle didn’t lie to him!

He had always been the one who had a bit of a fantasy, a self-righteous sense of hope, but in the end, he was deceiving himself.

With mixed emotions in his eyes, he threw the report in his hand into the trash.

This night in a community in River City, a dark figure stood at the floor- to-ceiling window, looking at the neon lights outside, and did not leave for a long time.

…

The time passed quickly. After Hilla’s break, the Andersons held a big banquet for their two new babies.

The two little boys were picked up at the hospital and gained a lot of weight within

only a month.

But neonatal jaundice had not completely receded so that only one baby had fair skin and the other remained a bit yellow.

With the love for the next generation of the Anderson family, Orlenna looked at every baby with a smile on her face and was overjoyed from the inside.

She had been desperate to have grandchildren, and as Bruce got older, she became more anxious.

Every time she visited someone’s home and saw their grandson playing at home, which made her very envious. Now she had her own two grandchildren. There were finally successors to the Anderson family.

Margaret was very happy today as well. She took a glass of champagne and stayed on the balcony in a corner. Thinking of the bank card under the pillow, she could not help smiling.

Bruce rewarded her for taking care of Hilla by giving her a bank card with lots of money.

She wouldn’t spend the money on her card. She felt better keeping it.

No one, no mother, no brother, no bullshit fiancé, was worth relying on. Only the money in the card kept women safe.

Money cured all sorrow.

Money removed all worries.

Money was needed everywhere. The more Margaret thought about it, the happier she became. The bank card made her comfortable.

Smugly squinting her eyes, Margaret lowered her head and gently sipped a glass of champagne. The next second, the glass in her hand was snatched away.

She lost her grip, and the champagne spilled on her collarbone, then going down the curve of her collarbone to her chest.

Margaret was stunned. She raised her head angrily and jumped up when she saw the cold face above her head.

“Why are you here?”

Julian gracefully shook his goblet, looked up at the last mouthful of amber liquid, and drank it up.

“As your fiancé, shouldn’t I be at the banquet for your nephews?”

After saying that, he kept a straight face and continued, “I prepared two gifts of money.”

Margaret rolled her eyes and snorted. “Who needs your money? My family is rich enough.”

“Well, I also prepared your money for the next month and I just gave it to your mother. I will explain you don’t like it.”

“Julian, how dare you!”

“I am your fiance. Soon I will be Mrs. Jorgansen. You should spend money on me.”

The next moment, Julian’s arm was tightly clasped.

Margaret hung on Julian’s body like a koala!

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