Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 393 - 392 Like a Thief, There’s a Spectacle to Witness (2 Updates)

Chapter 393: 392 Like a Thief, There’s a Spectacle to Witness (2 Updates)

Tim Payne works in design, and he has always had a good memory. He instantly recognized who was peering into the washroom from outside...

The dress shop isn’t very crowded, and most of the time, some of the washrooms are empty.

As he approached slowly, the sound of footsteps was minimal due to the carpeted corridor. Soon, Tim heard a woman’s shy and bashful voice coming from inside the men’s washroom.

"Don’t do this here, someone will see."

"No one’s coming."

"But..."

"Don’t you find this exciting?"

"You’re so naughty—" the woman’s voice trembled shyly, her breathing growing more rapid, "My sister is still waiting for us in the booth."

"Then let her wait."

"I’m afraid someone might come."

"Don’t be afraid, this is a high-end dress shop, the staff are very discreet. Remember last time in the changing room... didn’t we go undisturbed?"

The conversation that followed became more and more inappropriate, and by the sounds of it things were becoming increasingly uninhibited inside.

Various obscenities being thrown around, it was almost like those restricted movies.

Tim certainly didn’t expect to encounter such a scene, his gaze fell on the person still lying at the door; despite such a scene unfolding inside, she actually kept on watching.

Not fearing being discovered.

She’s really got some guts.

Meanwhile, the girl who had finished recording the video on her phone, just as she was about to leave quietly, turned her head and realized someone was behind her.

Their eyes collided unexpectedly,

Frightening her so much that she turned pale!

Why is it Junior President Payne?

What’s been going on lately? She’s been bumping into him far too often.

She assumed Tim was heading to the washroom and immediately went up to him, covering his mouth and gesturing for him to keep quiet, "Shh—"

Tim was dumbfounded.

He hadn’t even reacted before she covered his mouth and dragged him into one of the ladies’ washrooms.

He would never have expected...

In his lifetime, that he would enter a ladies’ washroom, and for a moment he didn’t know where to rest his eyes, only able to focus on the person in front of him. Her face was very red, the tips of her ears even redder as if they were bleeding, lips slightly bitten, it was evident she was both nervous and at a loss.

"Junior President Payne, could you please not speak?" Her voice was kept low, gently and faintly spoken.

Her hand was still over his mouth, perhaps the scent of hand cream, a faint fragrance of camellia, infiltrating straight into his breath.

That sickly sweet scent made his breathing uneasy and caused discomfort in his heart.

The proximity was too close,

She was very nervous, her breathing erratic, her other hand clutching tightly at his clothes, fearing that he would make the slightest noise.

He nodded, and only then did the girl in front of him remove her hand, intentionally turning on the faucet, "There’s someone in the men’s washroom, you shouldn’t go in there right now."

"I know there’s someone inside."

"Huh?"

"The noise is loud." He could hear the sounds inside even before getting close.

"..."

She forced a sheepish smile, "Could I ask a favor of you?"

"What is it?"

"Please pretend you didn’t see or hear anything today."

Tim Payne is not someone who likes to meddle in others’ business, and moreover, he feared that speaking of such filthy matters would sully the ears of others, "Don’t worry, I won’t talk."

"Then I’ll go out first to make sure there’s no one outside; then you can leave," she said, turning off the tap.

Because of the sound of the water, even if someone was pressed against the door, they likely wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation clearly.

Tim Payne couldn’t help but marvel:

She does have some cleverness in her.

Tim Payne never imagined that one day he would find himself hiding in the ladies’ restroom like a thief, watching Miss Jones cautiously opening the door and peeking outside timidly.

Next door, the commotion continued.

She quickly gestured to Tim Payne with her hand, her eyes seem to say:

I’ll keep watch, you hurry out!

Tim Payne didn’t linger, quickly leaving the restroom to look for his sister.

That scumbag from the Jeans Family, calling her plain and boring?

This Miss Jones is clearly quite interesting.

Looks like there really will be something entertaining to watch at the engagement party.

When he found his sister and Hannah Johnson, the two were seated outside the restroom taking a break. Isaac Shea soon arrived, picking up Hannah Johnson and heading out.

"You don’t look so good either," Tim Payne remarked to his sister.

"Maybe I felt a bit nauseous after seeing my cousin vomiting so much," Zoe Payne said with a light smile.

"Should we go to the hospital to check?"

"No need, let’s hurry home; mom is waiting for us to have dinner." With William Hale recently overseas, Zoe Payne mostly stayed at her parent’s house.

Before the siblings left, Tim Payne paid the bill with a card and then encountered Miss Jones again; she was followed by that scumbag from the Jeans Family and her cheap sister.

Marigold was quite restrained and unnatural seeing Tim Payne, who had rebuffed her last time.

She greeted the Payne siblings with politeness.

"Miss Jones, what a coincidence," Zoe Payne said to her with a smile, but her expression tensed slightly upon seeing the two people by her side.

These two had already stirred up trouble, and yet they showed no sense of propriety, still mingling together all the time.

Absolutely bullies.

Miss Jones must be incredibly patient to tolerate this.

Zoe Payne exchanged a few polite words with her before departing, while Tim Payne stayed silent the entire time; the two did not even exchange a glance as if they were complete strangers.

After the Payne siblings left, the scumbag couldn’t help but ask, "Are you close with them?"

"Not really. I caught Mrs. Hale’s bouquet at the wedding, and I’ve met her once at the Hale Family’s, so she probably remembers me," she replied truthfully, as she wasn’t familiar with Zoe Payne.

Hearing this, the scumbag couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

Getting close to Zoe Payne would mean latching onto both the Hale Family and Payne Family, two significant trees.

"I feel like Mrs. Hale quite likes you. Next time you meet, you can invite her to dinner; she might accept," the scumbag urged, "Once you marry me, you’ll have to learn to socialize."

She just smiled and thought contemptuously:

Invite Mrs. Hale?

Who gave you the gall!

——

After getting in the car, Zoe Payne rested for a while before she started feeling better.

"Buying a dress? Got any events coming up?" Tim casually asked.

"I’m going to attend the engagement party between the Jeans and Jones families," Zoe Payne replied while sitting in the passenger seat, turning her head to her brother, "Bro, come with me."

Recalling the person outside the restroom sneakily taking pictures with a phone, Tim figured someone was planning something.

He knew that Marigold would never be content to marry a scumbag.

Frowning, he said, "Busy, not going."

"Come on, Mr. Hale isn’t here; keep me company," she begged.

"So I’m just your backup option when William Hale isn’t around," he said with a sour tone.

"That’s not what I meant..."

After Zoe Payne spent a long time convincing him, Tim Payne finally agreed, "Fine, I’ll accompany you."