My Mom's Second Marriage Gifted Me Seven Brothers
/ My Mom's Second Marriage Gifted Me Seven Brothers Chapter 103 – I Have No Inspiration!
The next day, Mary woke up early.
She spent half an hour washing herself, and then spent twenty minutes dressing up.
When she came out of the bedroom in the electric wheelchair, the housekeeper had already prepared breakfast.
“You're up? Did you sleep well last night? Herman has already gone back, why don't you hurry over… and eat… breakfast.”
Hugh heard the noise and said a series of words. As he spoke, he raised his head and saw Mary, who looked exceptionally different today.
She was wearing a white dress with a pair of suspenders that looked as expensive as it was priced. Her long golden hair that was slightly curled fell over her shoulders. Although she was not wearing any jewelry, she had a unique, pure and clean temperament about her. He already knew that Mary was very beautiful and the day they first met; Hall Manor had held a dinner party for her, and she had worn a bright yellow dress, making her look like the yellow roses in the garden, blooming beautifully.
However, at that time, Hugh did not have a good impression of her, now, after spending time together, Hugh had already accepted the fact that Mary was his sister in his heart.
Therefore, when he saw her wearing exquisite makeup and a dress, his mood was naturally different.
For the first time, Hugh praised Mary, “You still look good!”
Mary tugged at the dress on her body. “I saw it hanging in the changing room. The size is also suitable. You prepared it for me, right?”
Ha! She did not expect that even though some people said that they despised her, they had already bought her a skirt, shoes, and bags!
Well, Mary was quite touched.
Hugh pursed his lips. “Although I'm the poorest, I'm not as stingy as your other brothers! Don't worry, after staying with your sixth brother this month, I won't ever let you dress like a beggar again!”
Mary rolled her eyes “Please Don't flaunt your wealth anymore.”
Poor?! How was he poor?!
The real poor b*stard was sitting in a wheelchair!
After breakfast, Mary proposed to buy a new mobile phone.
She had disappeared for so many days, so she had to face reality.
Hugh waved his hand and said, “Don't worry, wait a little longer.”
Mary was still anxious.
Although she knew that Monroe would not be in big trouble, that b*stard had not taken the initiative to contact her in the past few days!
She really wanted to know what he meant back then…however, Hugh only spoke for a short while.
In less than half an hour, a slender man with a rather delicate appearance appeared outside the door.
“Mr. Hall, this is what you ordered. Everything has been settled.”
“Okay, give it to me.”
Hugh took the bag and was about to close the door when the man's foot blocked the crack in the door. He looked at Hugh with a somewhat anxious expression. “Mr. Hall, you still don't have your draft for this month…”
Hugh, who was being urged to write, immediately became very irritable. “Get lost! I don't have any inspiration! Get your smelly feet off me!”
The man was still holding on to the door, unwilling to give up. “Why don't you go meet your old friend and listen to him talk about the case. Perhaps you'll have some inspiration?!”
“You want to arrange a job for me?! Get lost!”
Hugh kicked the man away and slammed the door.
The person outside the door was still banging on the door and shouting indignantly, “Mr. Hall! You're a world-famous author! Don't forget the script that the television station has booked for you! If you don't submit the outline next month, you'll have to pay a penalty of 20 million US dollars!”
Hugh's face had darkened.
He informed the security guards to come up and take the person away, and then threw the bag to Mary unhappily.
“The phone and card are ready. Just use it!”
It was the first time Mary had spent so much time with Hugh. She knew that although he had a strange temper, a sharp tongue, and no patience, he was very reliable and considerate.
For example, her new phone and card really surprised her.
After Mary turned on her phone, she saw several text messages that reminded her of incoming calls.
She looked through them, but there was no one from Monroe.
Not even a single text message, as if nothing had ever happened between them.
Chapter end
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