Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 158 Old Lady Hugh, Commanding Without Anger (2nd Update)

Chapter 158: 158 Old Lady Hugh, Commanding Without Anger (2nd Update)

Everyone headed to the living room, where Yumi Johnson had deliberately washed and cut the fruit, and bought the Old Lady’s favorite tea snacks, only to have them end up as a treat for Molly Hanson.

Because she said she was hungry.

"Sorry, I’m quite craving right now, you don’t mind if I eat some, do you?" Molly Hanson looked at Yumi Johnson with a smile.

There was a challenging tone in her voice.

Yumi Johnson remained silent, since she was specifically invited by the Old Lady, she could only grit her teeth and endure.

But as soon as she ate some orange, Hanson feigned a pregnancy-related discomfort.

"Is it not tasty?" Liam Hugh asked caringly.

"It’s a bit sour."

"How about some apples?"

"That would be nice."

"I’ll peel it for you."

The others: "..."

Hannah Johnson’s eyes were nearly rolling to heaven.

It was shamelessly letting more shamelessness in, an utter descent into brazen behavior.

Seeing Hannah Johnson deflated made Molly Hanson extremely pleased.

The wretched girl really thought she was someone important.

This family...

Still let her walk right in, didn’t it?

Which family doesn’t want an heir to pass on the family line? Presumably, Old Lady Hugh wanted a grandson as well.

Even if she didn’t, with things having turned out this way, and the whole affair being known throughout the Capital City, the Old Lady naturally needed to make a move. She couldn’t let her grandson end up as an illegitimate child, could she?

Where would that leave the face of the Hugh Family?

With the scandal having erupted to such an extent, it was feared that upon the Old Lady’s return, she would hold this mother and daughter to account.

After all,

Family disgrace should not be publicized!

That belly of hers would ensure her prosperity for the second half of her life!

Now that faces were torn, her affair with Liam Hugh was widely known, and she was going to make no more attempts to hide it, especially since she was specifically invited by the Old Lady.

She didn’t believe that this mother and daughter would dare to lay a finger on her in front of the Old Lady.

Besides,

Being pregnant with a child, she didn’t believe they would dare to act arrogantly.

The servants of the Hugh Family had prepared tea, but Molly Hanson said with a smile, "Could someone get me a glass of plain water? I can’t drink tea."

Zoe Bell couldn’t stand to watch.

It was obviously a show of muscle-flexing.

Why on earth did Old Lady Hugh insist on inviting her?

Brock Hale took a sip of tea and looked at Hannah Johnson, "Hannah, you’re still young. When you have more social experience and meet more people, you’ll see the great variety of creatures."

"Nowadays, people sometimes scold others as ’animals’..."

"I think that’s a defamation of animals!"

The implication was clear:

Some people are worse than animals.

"You..." Molly Hanson frowned at him.

"Why are you looking at me? Did I say you? I’m just lamenting the state of the world," Brock retorted, not obliged to indulge her, "Don’t take it personally."

"Alright, have some apple first," Liam comforted Molly Hanson.

Brock was someone he couldn’t afford to provoke.

Moreover, he was already in the wrong about the previous incident.

He couldn’t even dare to look straight at the Hale father and son anymore.

Zoe Bell inwardly exclaimed:

Wyatt’s poison tongue and sarcasm seemed to be somewhat hereditary.

Molly Hanson was deliberately being fussy, asking for one thing after another, with Liam Hugh waiting on her hand and foot, very attentively.

Yumi Johnson’s mind fleetingly recalled her own pregnancy, when he had once cherished her just like that...

So now, every single one of his actions felt like a sharp blade.

Thrusting into her chest,

Again and again,

Blood spilling profusely.

Humans, after all, are not machines, and even though she told herself a thousand times that the man had betrayed her long ago and wasn’t worth it, she couldn’t help feeling heartbroken and distressed.

If this marriage had started without love, then it wouldn’t matter.

But now, all the happy memories of the past had turned into maggots gnawing at her bones, causing her agonizing pain.

"Mom, let me walk with you in the yard," Hannah Johnson said quietly, pressing her voice close to her mother.

"No need."

Yumi Johnson shook her head with a smile.

Taking a deep breath, Hannah tried hard to calm her breathing; if this kept up, she feared she really couldn’t help but lash out.

At that moment, the sound of a car came from outside.

Molly Hanson hurriedly put down the fruit in her hand, and got up to straighten her clothes in a contrived manner.

Hannah strode out to meet the arrival, and everyone else also got up.

"Grandma—"

"Oh, what’s happened here? So angry, who has upset our sweet girl?"

Hannah said nothing.

"Look at you, all huffing and puffing."

"Hasn’t it been over half a year since we last met? You greet me with that look on your face?"

Zoe Bell followed William Hale into the courtyard, watching as Hannah supported Old Lady Hugh into the yard.

She was dressed in solemn black clothing, holding a cane in one hand. She seemed a bit younger than Grandma Hale, but with silvery hair—perhaps worry had taken its toll, making her appear more aged and worn.

Perhaps for that reason, her gaze was sharper.

She didn’t seem as kindly as Grandma Hale, commanding respect without anger.

There was a distinct sense of distance.

Yumi called out to her mother.

"Mom." Liam Hugh approached ingratiatingly, "If you were coming back, why didn’t you tell me earlier? I could have picked you up. How was the journey? Was it very tiring?"

"You’re so busy, how could I trouble you?"

"..."

Old Lady Hugh’s tone was neutral, giving Liam no clue how to respond.

"Mom." Brock also stepped forward to greet her.

Only after William called her "Grandma" did Zoe smile and greeted her.

"You, move aside!" Old Lady Hugh, with her walking stick, pushed Liam Hugh, who was standing in front of her, and her gaze fell directly on Zoe, examining her closely.

"You must be William’s wife."

Zoe nodded, her face heating up.

Liam frowned, "Mom, at most she’s William’s girlfriend, ’wife’ is going too far, you really shouldn’t..."

Old and confused!

Actually, Liam was quite surprised.

Tonight was clearly a family dinner.

That kid William, why did he bring Zoe Bell along!

Old Lady Hugh’s gaze was a cold glare.

"Shut your mouth, did I speak to you?"

Liam Hugh closed his mouth resentfully.

Clearly, Old Lady Hugh had significant influence when she spoke at home.

"You look good, come closer so I can have a better look." Old Lady Hugh beckoned her, and only then did Zoe approach. After examining her for a while, she said, "Just too thin."

"Grandma, she dances, so she needs to maintain her figure."

"And what about you? You’re not a dancer, so why have you thinned out recently too?"

"Isn’t it because I’ve been so disgusted by certain people that I can’t even eat, and it’s been hard to sleep or eat?"

"Is that so?" Old Lady Hugh’s voice was flat.

Liam’s face darkened.

This damn girl, she dared to complain about him right in front of his mother!

At that time, Molly Hanson also came out and, under Liam’s introduction, approached Old Lady Hugh, smiling as she greeted her.

But...

Before she could get close, Old Lady Hugh stopped her.

"Stay away from me!"

At those words, Molly Hanson’s expression changed slightly.

Old Lady Hugh had specifically invited her over; surely she wouldn’t have done so just to snub her?

"I’ve just been to the cemetery; I need to change clothes. You’re pregnant, so don’t come too close to me."

Some people are particular, feeling that after returning from a cemetery, one needs to bathe and change clothes to be clean.

Upon hearing this explanation, Molly relaxed and felt pleased.

Indeed,

Old Lady Hugh still cared a great deal about her condition.