Chapter 333: Right, I Am Drunk

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During the dinner.

Bruce had taken out several bottles of wine from the cellar.

The men were chatting and drinking in high spirits while Margaret was unhappy all along. Seeing her being like this, Hilla also became down.

Such a bad day!

“Just eat some. Otherwise, you’ll get hungry at night.”

Margaret took a bite of the food that Hilla picked up for her. Then she frowned slightly.

“What’s wrong?”

Hilla was a bit confused as she saw Margaret act like this.

It was Margaret’s favorite food. Was there any pepper in it?

To find out why, Hilla examined the dish that she had picked up carefully. Margaret took another bite before slowly saying, “It is not delicious as always. It seems to lack in something.”

Margaret wondered, “Have we changed the chef? Or did Orlenna randomly add something? It tastes less delicious.”

“Is it too salty or too sweet?”

Hilla took a try on the food and found the flavor even a little stronger than usual on the contrary.

Seeing that Margaret was still frowning and looking at the food with an uninterested expression, Hilla couldn’t help but ask, “Have you eaten too many delicacies that your appetite has become picky?”

All of a sudden, the thought that Julian could cook came to her mind. He was good at this!

Thus Hilla said with a smile, “Julian cooked for you these days while you were in the Jorgansen’s, right?”

Margaret suddenly stood up, just like a cat being stepped on the tail.

The sudden rubbing sound startled everyone at the dinner.

Orlenna immediately glared at her and said angrily, “You scared me! What the hell are you doing?”

In receiving everyone’s gazes and Orlenna’s yelling, Margaret had to sit down cowardly and argued in a low voice, “I just want to go to the kitchen to see if all the dishes have been served!”

Orlenna put on a “loving” smile on her face and thought, “Wow, so ’diligent’.”

“Mind your own business. Sit down for your meal. Spend some time with Julian.”

Hearing Orlenna call Julian so intimately, Margaret couldn’t help twitched her lips and stared at Julian blushingly.

He was indeed a man with a noble air. If not for his suit being too rigid, he would really be like god, making people look up to him.

“Margaret!”

Hilla pulled the corner of her clothes from under the table and grumbled, “Don’t do that. Control yourself.”

Although she kept a serious face on the surface, the smiling voice gave her away.

Quickly retracted her gaze in panic, Margaret buried herself in eating and said with nervousness, “I’m looking at my mom.”

As a result, Hilla suppressed her laughter and said no more but a brief response.

After dinner, Margaret was kicked out by Orlenna.

Orlenna told her to go for a walk with Julian, which she was more than unwilling to.

On the other side, Hilla was having chitchat with Halle in the flower pavilion outside. Seeing Halle’s slightly flushed face from drinking, she said in distress, “Halle, are you unhappy?”

Halle poured two cups of wine and handed one to Hilla.

“Not really. I am just in need of some distraction. Drink with me!”

Hilla frowned upon the wine glass.

Halle was not good at drinking, though the red wine contained a small percentage of alcohol. She had discovered earlier that Halle seemed to have drunk too much.

However, Halle never was an alcoholic. It seemed that she had something on her mind.

“I saw Horton at the kindergarten today. Emily was just so delighted calling him “Dad”. You know what? Hilla, I found myself filled with happiness at that moment.”

She felt that her decision was right. She had never regretted marrying Horton and even said that she never dared to believe that these would be true.

Hilla couldn’t help but frown when she saw Halle stop drinking but staring at the wine glass, lost in thought.

“Will it last for long?”

Halle’s voice was very soft, with attachment and caution.

Usually, happiness that was too perfect would always make people afraid of losing it.

“Halle, are you drunk? How about I get Horton to take you home?”

“Home? That’s right. We are a happy family of three.”

With the lips dyed red by the wine, Halle wore a smile that was soft and beautiful under the moonlight.

But Hilla still had a feeling that something was going on with her, although she didn’t seem to be sad.

“He always comes back very late recently. Ever since he came back last time, I haven’t talked to him for a few days.”

Halle looked a little sad, “I was going to talk with him about Emily, but I couldn’t find an opportunity. Tell me, does he regret marrying me?”

He was avoiding her! That was because he had discovered that he did not like her. He regretted it, right?

She wanted to take the initiative, but it seemed like she did not even have the chance to do it.

She wanted to get angry, but did not know who to be angry with.

Halle thought that as long as she was busy, she would not have to consider the matter between herself and Horton, and they could continue living in peace.

That was what human to be. If they cared, they wanted others to care too.

If they tried, they wanted others to give a response.

Horton had said that he liked her. She didn’t believe it before. Now that she was convinced, she found herself dared not to take a step further.

She felt that she was ridiculously contradictive. Meantime, she was not willing to go on like this.

Treat each other like guests for the rest of their lives?

Being like the two most familiar strangers and respecting each other in the politest way under the same roof every day?

“Things between couples should have ups and downs, just like you and Bruce. They quarrel but they also laugh. Why are we different?”

Halle laughed at herself and poured herself another glass of wine.

Hilla quickly stopped her and said, “Halle, you’re drunk.”

“It doesn’t matter. If I do, I can do whatever I want to, and I don’t need to explain.”

With the glass of wine drank in one gulp, Halle put on a faint smile and stood up out of a sudden, “I’m going to find him and do everything that I wanted to tonight.”

What she said startled Hilla.

She was not sure if Halle was drunk or sober.

As she was about to go over and support her, Halle’s footsteps looked particularly

steady.

As a result, before she could catch up, Halle had already fallen into Horton’s arms. Frowning, she said softly, “Horton, I am drunk.”

Hilla couldn’t help but stand in amazement. But soon she came to herself and turned to Horton.

“Halle got drunk. Take good care of her. Just leave Emily here tonight.” Horton nodded and carried Halle in his arms as they left.

At this moment, the woman in his arms was wearing a faint and peaceful smile, and her face looked more beautiful under the dim light of the street lamp.

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Looking at Halle who was taken away by Horton, Hilla breathed a sigh of relief. When she turned around, she was scared by the person right behind her.

Margaret was staring at her with a grave expression as if her sharp eyes could see through her.

“Why are you standing behind me? You scared me!”

Hilla complained in a low voice and was about to go upstairs.

Seeing this, Margaret quickly grabbed her arm and held her tightly.

“There must be something between you and Halle that you are hiding from me.”

Hilla suddenly thought, “I didn’t see that you were so meticulous!”

“We don’t have anything hiding from you. You are thinking too much.”

“Then why are you avoiding me? Are we having a close relationship?”

“Of course!”

Hilla replied subconsciously, finding that Margaret was setting up for her, “I am not hiding anything from you. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Bruce.”

A sneer appeared on Margaret’s face as she said with sarcasm, “You and Bruce are complicit. I’ll be just seeking for trouble if I ask him.”

Hilla couldn’t help holding her forehead and wondered, “That is not the right way for describing the relationship of a couple, OK?”

It was just that she did not expect Margaret to be so sensitive. It seemed that she had been careless.

“It’s really nothing.”

“That’s impossible. Halle was fine just now. Why did she suddenly get drunk? What’s more, you guys were flirting.”

“That’s not how you describe eye contact.”

As for Hilla’s correction, Margaret didn’t care at all. She tightened her grip on Hilla’s arm, “Anyway, there must be something fishy between you two.”

In no way could she be excluded! She could keep a secret!

Since Hilla and Halle avoided her like that, Margaret felt that she was isolated!

Hilla could only heave a sigh, “You’re thinking too much. Halle just wants a second child.”

“Halle wants to have a second child?”

Seeing Margaret being so surprised, Hilla immediately covered her mouth in case of

attracting too much attention.

Unfortunately, she was too late, “Who is going to have a second child?”

Orlenna stepped forward and fixed her gaze on Hilla. Only they were here, so the only possible one that wanted the second child must be Hilla.

Seeing her, Margaret quickly closed her mouth and quietly hid behind Hilla. She looked at the tray in Orlenna’s hand warily, afraid that she would smash it on her the next minute.

After the embarrassment, Hilla could only say, “I am telling Margaret that I wanted another baby when the twins grow a little older!”

Hilla found it hard to split out what she had said, as though her throat was stuck.

Orlenna’s face suddenly broke into a big smile. Holding Hilla’s hand out of joy, she said, “There’s no hurry. You can have a few more when your body is fully recovered. Bruce can afford it.”

“Moreover, we will spare some pocket money after Margaret gets married.”

“What do you mean? Are you going to deduct my pocket money?” Margaret thought.

She got upset all at once, “Mom, why are you doing this to me? Those pennies don’t affect our family at all!”

Was she one of the Andersons?

Throwing a glare at her, Orlenna said angrily, “I told you to go out for a walk with Julian. Now you are here! Do you still want pocket money? You are getting married. There won’t be pocket money anymore.”

“He can walk on his own! It has nothing to do with the money. I don’t agree.”

Margaret’s resistance had no value in the eyes of Orlenna. She directly said in a bad mood, “You should learn a lesson.”

As Margaret saw Orlenna turn around for the badminton racket behind her, she ran away immediately.

As the car stopped in a high-end residential area, Halle got off with faltering footsteps.

Seeing so, Horton hugged her over and took her into the elevator carefully.

The elevator turned out exceptionally quiet late in the midnight. Only the running sound of the machine could be heard.

Cuddled by Horton, Halle could feel the wetness coming from the palm of his hand on her waist. She put a hand on his chest and easily pulled his tie with another.

“Horton, I’m drunk!”

The soft voice came straightforward to his face in a mix of the cold smell of alcohol.

There seemed to be a thin layer of mist on his glasses, which made the woman in

front of him look even more attractive.

Along with his breath, Halle was getting closer and closer.

Horton froze and split out the word with difficulty, “Halle…”

Before he could finish the sentence, Halle took the initiative and kissed him.

After a moment of shock, Horton subconsciously wanted to straighten up, but she gave him no chance as her hand holding his tie remained.

In such cases, Horton was pulled down and even staggered forward.

There came a slam.

They collided against the wall of the elevator. Horton subconsciously reached out to protect the back of Halle’s head and calmly continued with the kiss.

On the bright and clean elevator wall, the reflection of them hugging and fondling each other could be seen. The sound of the intermittent kisses echoed in the elevator, where the two bodies rubbed each other against the cold wall, bringing up a hot and intense atmosphere.

The next minute, the elevator reached their floor.

As the elevator door opened, they stumbled out with Halle hanging on Horton, still kissing his lips.

With her fingers brushed across his broad shoulders recklessly, his coat fell on the floor the moment the door to the house was opened.

“Halle, you are drunk.”

Horton breathed heavily with the soft body still in his arms in the darkness.

The husky voice revealed his feelings towards the woman that he hugged in arms, to which he even tightened a little bit.

After the eyes had adjusted to the darkness, Halle could see his outline through the mottled light coming in through the window.

Her rosy lips curled up slightly before her voice slowly came up, “Right, I am drunk, so I can do whatever I want.”

After the word, she reached out to remove the glasses on his face and threw them behind.

The sound of glasses falling to the floor broke the quietness of the night.

Especially clear and striking.

Soaking in a mixture of darkness and alcohol, Halle’s voice was beautiful and alluring like a silk thread that had been wetted by water, constantly seducing Horton in his heart.

She loosened her grip on his tie and her fingers remained nimble in the dark. It was easy for her to undo a tie.

The moment the simple knot was pulled open, Horton felt the tightening sensation on his neck fade away, and his lips were once again covered with a gentle kiss.

Under the dazzling neon lights, the streets were filled with the ease of traffic and the magnificence of the late-night city. It was a beautiful night.

Being washed by the heavy rain, there was hidden hotness in the air.

The entangled figures in the room stumbled through the room, leaving the messy clothes lay on the floor and the room with passionate air.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning crossed the sky.

As if in the blink of an eye, the charm for the entire city had reached its peak.

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