Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 385 - 384 Is she a sesame glutinous rice ball? You’ll get used to it with more interaction (2 updates)

Chapter 385: 384 Is she a sesame glutinous rice ball? You’ll get used to it with more interaction (2 updates)

Inside the Old House of the Hale Family

"Please, take a seat." Old Sir Hale spoke with a rare expression, maintaining a stern and graceless demeanor that somewhat unsettled Mrs. Jeans.

After the servants brought in tea, Mrs. Jeans took the initiative to speak, "I apologize for the abrupt visit today."

"Some incident occurred a few days ago that nearly disrupted Mr. Hale’s wedding. I specifically brought my son today to offer an apology."

As she said this, she shot her son a look.

Young Master Jeans promptly stood up, "On that day, I was just chatting with friends in the room and didn’t expect it to cause a misunderstanding. It brought trouble for Mr. Hale, for which we apologize. We’ve brought some modest gifts this time, hoping you won’t find them inadequate."

Both elders of the Hale Family had also heard about the incident that happened the day before the wedding.

Everyone was taken away by the police; how could it be just a misunderstanding?

However, since the wedding went smoothly, the elders of the Hale Family didn’t plan to pursue the matter further, responding only with smiles, saying nothing.

"By the way, my younger son’s engagement banquet is in a few days. If Old Sir Hale and the Old Lady are available, we would be honored by your presence." Mrs. Jeans said with a smile on her face.

Knowing the temperament of the Hale Family’s elders, she directly turned to Zoe Payne.

"Mrs. Hale, we would be delighted if you would grace the occasion with your presence."

As Mrs. Jeans spoke, she nudged Miss Jones by her side, gesturing her to pass the invitation, "You haven’t forgotten, have you? Last time you tossed the bridal bouquet, it was my future daughter-in-law who caught it."

Zoe Payne simply smiled and accepted the invitation, "I haven’t forgotten."

"If I am available, I will attend the celebration."

What Zoe Payne couldn’t have expected was that after such an incident, Miss Jones was still willing to marry Young Master Jeans.

She observed carefully:

Young Master Jeans did look okay.

But there were dark circles around his eyes, a look of excess indulgence, suggesting he frequently partied hard.

"Junior President Payne, if you’re free that day, you’re also welcome to join the festivities." Mrs. Jeans looked towards Tim Payne with a smile.

He just sipped his tea and responded indifferently.

His feelings were inscrutable.

Mrs. Jeans didn’t stay at the Hale Family’s old house for too long, quickly taking her son and Miss Jones to leave.

The whole way, she scrutinized the girl beside her, already making her calculations.

She simply didn’t think much of the Second Miss Jones.

Someone who seduced her own sister’s boyfriend couldn’t be a good person.

Even if she married into their family, she would not be one to settle down.

Therefore, Mrs. Jeans wouldn’t give up the original marriage arrangements under any circumstances.

Moreover, on the day of William Hale’s wedding, this girl was sitting next to Hannah Johnson; even though she always said she wasn’t familiar with Hannah Johnson, given Hannah’s personality, she wouldn’t necessarily respond even if she tried to get closer.

But now she was taking the initiative to invite her to dine together, it seemed she had made a good impression.

If she could get close to Hannah Johnson, then in the future both the Shea and Hale families... could surely form good relations.

So, Mrs. Jeans was determined to have her son marry Miss Jones no matter what.

Even if her son didn’t like her or had no feelings, those could be developed over time.

If they married a troublemaker,

The entire family might suffer later on.

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On the way back to her parents’ home in the car, Zoe Payne couldn’t help but sigh.

"What’s wrong? Why the sighs, has William been bullying you recently?" Tim Payne looked at his sister.

"No, I just feel it’s such a pity for Miss Jones."

In the driver’s seat ahead, Assistant Law perked up his ears!

Miss Jones?

This was the young lady Junior President Payne had been keeping an eye on recently.

Gossip!

"She’s so pretty and seems to have such a nice temperament, why insist on hanging herself from a crooked tree." Zoe Payne sighed helplessly, "She seems very soft-hearted. I saw unintentionally at Payne Corps. Her stepmother and sister are nothing nice."

"She must have suffered a lot of bullying at home."

"The families’ union, I reckon, is also out of desperation on her part. Otherwise, who would rush to marry a man who cheated with her own sister?"

In the world of adults, sometimes liking or not liking something doesn’t matter.

Tim Payne chuckled lowly: "How do you know her personality is soft and that she’s easy to bully? Maybe..."

"She’s like a sesame dumpling?"

"It’s just that she looks innocent and harmless on the outside."

His voice had just fallen when Zoe Payne suddenly leaned closer, causing Tim Payne’s brow to furrow tightly, "Why are you getting so close to me?"

"Do you... know her very well?"

"What? Have you been investigating her?"

"Bro, fess up."

Tim Payne frowned: "No, don’t talk nonsense."

"Bro, you’re getting defensive."

"Don’t try to worm your way into getting me to talk; I’m not at all familiar with her." Tim Payne flicked her forehead, "I just purely think that Miss Jones isn’t as simple as she seems on the surface."

Zoe Payne’s smile remained light: "Not familiar now, but after a few more interactions, you will be."

Tim Payne felt helpless.

He was also surprised that, after such an incident, they could still successfully get engaged.

Zoe Payne then said with a smile: "Now that you mention it, I’m quite interested in her."

"There’s nothing much going on recently anyway, and in a few days, I could go to her engagement party to see if there’s any excitement to watch."

"Bro, do you want to go with me?"

Tim Payne shook his head, "Busy, no time."

His sister was not like this before.

Whom did she learn this from, enjoying the thrill of spectating.

Assistant Law tried hard to suppress her laughter:

Indeed,

Junior President Payne and that Miss Jones have no simple relationship.

How do you know she’s made of sesame filling, how well you understand her.

Zoe Payne indeed had no plans to attend any engagement party, but upon hearing her brother describe a girl as a sesame dumpling, she became curious.

"Right, how come I didn’t see Finn Hale when we went to the Hale Family?"

Tim Payne deliberately changed the subject.

"The uncle hasn’t been staying at the Old House of the Hale Family lately; I don’t know what he’s busy with." Zoe Payne shrugged. As a younger generation, she had no place to inquire about the whereabouts of her elders.

**

At this moment, Finn Hale had just finished a design drawing and made a phone call to Sussie Lopez.

"...The client came to inspect today, their dad is hosting dinner tonight, and there are some final touches to complete, I should be able to return to the capital the day after tomorrow."

"Did you miss me?"

Sussie Lopez hummed softly in response, and just as Finn Hale was about to say more, a colleague called for her, and she hastily hung up the phone.

At the dinner hosted by the client company that evening, as one of the main designers of the project, Sussie Lopez naturally received a warm welcome. Moreover, as she was currently known as Finn Hale’s girlfriend, the client was especially attentive to her.

"Miss Lopez, please do me a favor, have a couple of drinks," said the client’s boss as he personally brought the drink to her, and Sussie Lopez could only reluctantly take it, "I really can’t drink much."

"Then have a little, just to show some gesture."

After having a bit to drink, Sussie Lopez called Finn Hale and then fell soundly asleep upon returning to the hotel.

Until her phone kept vibrating.

Colleagues in the group chat mentioned that snow had begun to fall in the city.

She was just thirsty and got up to pour some water to drink. The curtains weren’t fully drawn and there was a gap as wide as a person in the middle. As she was drinking water, she casually glared outside, the light snow was fluttering down, and her gaze swept past the hotel downstairs and froze on the spot.

The man stood in the snow, with another person by his side, the two seeming to be talking about something.

A layer of fine white snow settled on his black down jacket, presenting an air of restrained nobility...

With an air of cold loneliness and a bowed desolate gaze.

Suddenly, he lifted his eyes to look towards her window, the corners of his mouth moving suddenly, a smile spreading in his eyes, like the most irresistible temptation.

Sussie Lopez clenched the water glass in her hand, feeling waves of indescribable thrill pounding inside her.

She put down the glass and turned, running outside...