Chapter 28 Sitting On His Lap
Sherlyn lovingly said, “Go quickly,”
Margaret lifted her foot and left.
Samson came to the bedside and Sherlyn scolded, “What are you doing back here? Get out of here quickly!”
Samson pursed his lips and sincerely apologized, “Grandma, I was wrong, I’m sorry”
Sherlyn’s attitude softened a bit, “I don’t need your apology, the person who truly owes an apology is Maggie!”
“Yes, young master, you just picked up Alice and ran away, leaving the old lady fainting, all taken care of by the young mistress! I see you’re almost like a foster child, the young mistress is even treating you like her own.” Camryn grumbled in agreement.
Samson said, “…“.
“You even reached out and pushed Maggie, her waist hit the table! They say that a crying child gets milk, don’t think that just because Maggie didn’t scream in pain, she wasn’t really hurt.”
“Master, one must live with a conscience. You cannot bully the young lady like this!”
Sherlyn and Camryn, sentence by sentence, were both blaming Samson.
Samson said, “…“.
Samson glanced in the direction Margaret had disappeared, then said, “Grandma, since you’re fine, I’ll go back to my room first.”
Samson turned around and left.
Seeing Samson leave, Sherlyn sighed, “Maggie is such a good child, how could Samson be enchanted by that Alice?”
The
Camryn, “Madam, while you were asleep just now, you were calling out the young master’s name.
young mistress heard it and went to the hospital to bring the young master back. Although the young mistress didn’t explicitly say it, I know that she went to the hospital to bring the young master back for you. The young mistress truly has a delicate and thoughtful heart, as she doesn’t want any resentment to arise between you and
your grandson because of her.”
Sherlyn nodded in admiration, of course she knew how good Margaret was. “Maggie lacked love since she was young, while Samson was very good at loving people. Maggie also knew this, so Maggie really liked Samson very much.”
Samson, a gentleman born with natural talent, had manners. He was very good at loving people, as can be seen from how he spoiled Alice to the point of extravagance and recklessness.
Margaret was well aware of this, so she really liked Samson.
Because of this, Margaret was constantly getting hurt.
Camryn said, “Madam, you don’t have to worry. I believe that one day the young master will fall in love with the young lady, and then he will give her a lot of love.”
Sherlyn chuckled twice and said, “I also feel the same way, I believe that day will come soon!”
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Samson returned to the room, and Alice had already taken a shower. She was sitting in front of the dressing table, wearing his white shirt and doing her skincare routine. He came in, she didn’t even lift her eyes, not looking at him.
Samson sat on the edge of the bed and called out to her, “Margaret.”
She did not respond.
Samson raised his bony fingers and unbuttoned two suit buttons, then called out, “Margaret.”
Margaret still did not agree.
She got up from the dressing table and tried to walk around him to go to bed.
He completely treated him as air.
Why didn’t you pay attention to me?
He seemed to be coaxing her.
Men like Samson, with their status and power, can easily create a false impression of deep affection and entice women into falling for them, as long as they are willing to let go of their pride.
Margaret, however, was aware, as she knew very well that Samson’s deep affection would never be given to her.
He gave everything to Alice.
Margaret hung her slender wings and still wanted to get up, “Let go of me!”
Samson’s smile became more apparent, “Are you angry?”
Margaret found it funny and said, “What qualifications did I have to get angry Samson, “Today I was heavy–handed, did I bump into your waist?”
Margaret denied, “No.”
Samson’s big hand landed on her soft waist, gently gripping it, and he asked in a low voice, “Is this it?”
It is here.
When she was taking a shower just now, she took a look and saw that her waist was bruised and purple. It is estimated that it will take a long time to completely heal. The injured area is now gently held in his palm, the man’s hand is warm and slender, gently enclosing her wound.
But Margaret resisted.
She didn’t like it when he slapped her with a date, and she disliked his charity even more.
She would rather he continued to be mean to her.
After all, without his care, the injury in my waist would also have healed. Margaret pulled his fingers, trying to push his hand away, “No, stop it, Mr. Hawthorne, please let go of me!”
Samson had never seen her angry before. He had seen women get angry, and Alice would get angry too. When Alice got angry, she would throw tantrums and demand him to pacify her.
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But when Margaret was angry, she would keep her little head down and not say a word, like a stray cat on the roadside, very silent and well–behaved, so well–behaved that one would want to
take her home.
Now she forcefully pulled his hand away, not wanting him to touch.
Samson looked at her small, fair face, about the size of a palm. She had just taken a bath, and her face was as clear as water lilies. “If you won’t tell me, then I’ll have to see for myself. Show me His clean and slender fingers fell on the hem of her shirt, lifting it up directly,
Margaret felt a chill on her thigh and exclaimed in fear, immediately using her hand to hold down her skirt.
She looked up, her startled doe–like eyes staring at him, “What are you doing? I’m not wearing pants, you pervert!”
Samson said, “…“.
He didn’t pay attention.
He felt it necessary to explain, “I didn’t mean to.”
Margaret refused to listen, saying, “Explanations are just excuses, you are doing it on purpose!*
Samson, “…” What else could he say?
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At that moment, a melodious ringtone sounded, and Samson called.
When he came in just now, he put his phone on the bedside table. Margaret looked up and saw the familiar two words “Alice” on the phone screen.
It was Alice who called.
Alice must have waited for him on the left and right, but she couldn’t wait any longer, so she called him.
Let him go back to the hospital to accompany her.
Margaret immediately pushed Samson
Will he go back to accompany Alice tonight?
away and climbed up from his lap.
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(Chapter 20 Margaret!
