Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 174 Fishing Series Puppies, Gathering at the Hale Family

Chapter 174: 174 Fishing Series Puppies, Gathering at the Hale Family

In an instant, the air seemed thin, and Hannah Johnson felt her throat tighten and dry.

The light brown puppy in front of her looked at her, with a slight hook at the tail of its eyes when it smiled, the light in its eyes intense and fiery, almost scorching her in the moment they locked eyes.

Hannah Johnson felt an inexplicable palpitation.

Her chest itched slightly.

Honestly, she was a bit smitten.

She silently gritted her teeth:

Over the years, so many had confessed their feelings for you, what’s so good about him? He’s just more handsome, Hannah, you must not be bewitched by a pretty face, restrain yourself, stay cool!

Her hand was still held by his, as the little puppy stood in front of her and asked softly:

"May I..."

"hug you?"

Normally, no one dared to be so bold with her, usual confessions, once rejected, wouldn’t dare to persist. But he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her before she could speak a word of rejection.

Kyle Lowe was stunned:

Weren’t you two just eating?

What is this!

His scent, fresh and clean, enveloped her warmly.

His hands on her back, gently patting twice, the movements tender and cautious, like comforting, because Hannah Johnson, who had been sitting in the garden for a long time, looked...

like she was about to shatter!

"Do you know who I am?" Hannah Johnson pulled back and looked at him.

"Does it matter?"

"It doesn’t matter?"

"I like you, that’s what’s important."

"..."

Hannah Johnson had to admit, this little puppy was quite eloquent.

Indeed, one should never judge a book by its cover.

She had underestimated him before.

Meanwhile, Kyle Lowe outside was the one truly feeling shattered. This mysterious man, who had somehow found out about Cousin Miss’s hospitalization, was clearly no ordinary person.

The fact that Hannah Johnson was injured had been kept tightly under wraps, not even Old Lady Hugh knew...

If the old lady found out that her granddaughter was picking up men on the roadside in the middle of the night, who knows what she would think.

As he pondered this, his peripheral vision caught sight of someone hurrying over.

He looked up,

and nearly died of fright.

Old Lady Hugh, supported by Yumi Johnson, was hurrying over with the help of a crutch.

He quickly knocked on the door, raising his voice, "Old Lady Hugh, what brings you here!"

Hannah Johnson’s breath tightened.

If someone came over at this hour, it must be her own grandmother, not Old Lady Hale. She pushed the man in front of her away and frantically looked around, opened the closet to stuff him inside, but the little brown puppy was too big to fit.

Finally, with no other option, she pulled him into the bathroom.

She turned on the shower, placing it in the sink.

She signaled him to be absolutely quiet.

"Hannah!" Old Lady Hugh was terribly worried when she heard about her injury.

At this time, Liam Hugh was still detained due to intentional injury charges, and even though she and William Hale tried to conceal it, how could they possibly keep it completely under wraps.

"Grandma?" Hannah Johnson feigned surprise and turned off the shower, "I’m taking a bath, why are you back?"

"If we hadn’t come back, how long were you planning to keep us in the dark?" Yumi Johnson scoffed.

"Was it William who told you?"

"Isn’t your hand injured? Can you take a bath?"

"I was just rinsing off quickly; it’s not a problem."

Hannah Johnson glanced at the brown puppy beside her.

Why is it that every time she encountered him, such situations unfolded?

It felt like she was a thief.

"Do you want me to come in and help you?" Yumi Johnson walked to the bathroom door and knocked gently.

"No need, I can manage by myself."

Hannah Johnson was nervous, fearing her mother might hear something unusual.

Yet, she hadn’t anticipated that the brown puppy would suddenly lean close, his avid breath grazing her neck, stirring a wave of heat, instantly making the atmosphere ambiguous.

That instant, her heart pounded like a drum, and she turned her head to glare at him.

Be-have!

The puppy immediately became well-behaved.

"Haven’t you eaten yet?" Old Lady Hugh noticed the freshly opened meal box, "Who made this for you?"

"A friend."

"When did you make friends who can cook?" Old Lady Hale frowned, looking at the food, which was on the lighter side but seemed appetizing. "Aren’t you eating?"

"I’m not hungry."

"Then I’ll have a taste."

"..."

Old Lady Hale and Yumi Johnson had rushed over by car, dust-streaked and without having had the chance to eat. The last time this happened, she almost fainted from the rush and heartburn. Her private doctor had emphasized that she must not skip meals.

She picked up her chopsticks and tried a few bites, finding the taste quite good.

"Grandma, you and Mom haven’t eaten yet, right? Let Kyle Lowe take you out to eat."

"No need, you have food here, right? Just heat it up." Old Lady Hale, who had endured hardships before, wasn’t fussy.

"Absolutely not."

Hannah Johnson couldn’t keep hiding in the bathroom forever.

And if Grandma and Mom wanted to wash up or something, this little dog couldn’t be hidden either.

Kyle Lowe also hurried forward, trying to take the two women out.

If they were to catch someone in the bathroom...

Tonight would go crazy again!

Kyle Lowe just didn’t understand:

What was Cousin Miss hiding from?

She was straightforward and outgoing, with many friends, including business partners, and naturally, some were males. She just needed to introduce him as a normal friend, but she insisted on hiding this man.

Wasn’t this a classic case of trying to hide something only to reveal more?

If they got caught, not only would the two of them be unable to explain, but he would also be dragged into being an accomplice.

This whole situation inexplicably smelled of an affair.

Although Old Lady Hale wasn’t very particular about food, she needed to watch her diet. Eventually, they went out and ate something. As soon as Hannah Johnson confirmed they had left, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the person beside her, "You’d better leave quickly!"

"What are you afraid of?" he laughed. "We’re not doing anything improper."

"..."

Even Hannah Johnson herself didn’t understand.

The moment she heard Grandma was coming, she instinctively wanted to hide him.

Actually, the moment she hid him, she felt she was being ridiculous. She should just openly introduce him as a friend. Why do all these unnecessary things, making her all nervous?

Really, too many things had happened recently, and her mind couldn’t keep up.

"Then you take care, I’m leaving."

"It’s too late to go back to the dorm now."

After saying that, he left quite briskly.

Hannah Johnson was utterly confused by him.

Saying he liked her,

Confessing,

Hugging,

And then stirring her heart into a mess before running off like that?

What kind of harmless little teacup dog was this? He was clearly a fishing type of puppy, young in age but with quite a lot of tricks.

**

About half an hour later, Old Lady Hugh and Yumi Johnson returned, and Hannah Johnson briefly explained the recent events to them, which left Old Lady Hale quite upset.

"Actually, there’s something else..." Hannah Johnson thought it over and still decided to tell them.

Even if she didn’t, Molly Hanson might reveal it anyway.

"Go ahead," Old Lady Hale frowned.

"I’ll tell you after I get discharged."

Hannah Johnson wasn’t seriously injured and left the hospital the next day. She went to the Old House of the Hale Family to have a meal with her mother and grandmother and then drove them to a place.

As it turned out...

The car headed straight toward the Old House of the Hale Family.

At that time, in the main hall of the Hale Family, besides the elderly Hales, Brock and Quade Hale and his wife were present. William Hale rushed back upon receiving a phone call, only to find that Zoe Bell had already arrived at the old house.

The call mentioned an urgent matter, but didn’t specify.

"William, have a seat," Old Lady Hale gestured for him to sit.

With such a setup, it seemed like something significant was underway.

William Hale was perceptive, and realizing Lily Lott wasn’t there, he surmised that it might have something to do with the Hugh Family.

If it were just about Liam Hugh, contacting him or his father would suffice; there was no need to gather his grandparents and uncle and aunt.

Since he and his father hadn’t had any recent issues,

The matter could only be...

Related to his mother.

With that thought, William Hale’s heart gradually sank, a chill rising from his chest. Zoe Bell approached and clasped his hand, "Sit down first."

No sooner had she spoken than news came that Old Lady Hugh had arrived.