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Chapter 193: Chapter 193: Hope Williams, Vivia Fuller just bumped into your husband’s arms

Chapter 193 -193: Hope Williams, Vivia Fuller just bumped into your husband’s arms

After dinner, Hope Williams took the two little ones to the yard, while Vivia Fuller had a project to discuss with Waylon Lewis, so the two of them went to the study.

Alitzel Williams came over and sat down next to Hope Williams. Hope was originally holding a book and telling the children a story, but Alitzel directly took the book from her hands.

Her expression was quite sour.

Hope didn’t understand why.

“Waylon is in the study with Mia Fuller.”

Hope nodded, “Yes, I know, they have work to discuss.”

Seeing Hope’s completely indifferent demeanor, Alitzel’s face grew darker, “Hope Williams…”

Hope blinked.

Alitzel took a deep breath, clearly getting angry.

“Are you going to remarry Waylon?”

Hope nodded, her gaze on Alitzel deepened. Alitzel had always disliked her. Being Waylon Lewis’s mother, Hope feared that if she disagreed, remarrying Waylon could be difficult.

“I see you don’t care much about Waylon either. Your husband is alone in the study with another woman tonight, and you don’t seem to care at all.

Didn’t you notice today during dinner that Christopher was trying to matchmake Waylon with Mia Fuller?”

Christopher had brought it up with her numerous times, constantly praising Mia Fuller and making his approval clear. His intentions couldn’t be more obvious.

She had to admit, for Waylon, Mia Fuller was a good choice for a wife—capable, from a good family, and most importantly, she was to be the Family Head of the Fuller Family.

If the Lewis Family and Fuller Family were to become in-laws, it would be a powerful alliance, adding strength to strength.

All these factors combined, Hope Williams simply couldn’t compare.

But these past days she found herself increasingly pleased with Hope, feeling unmistakably that there was no one more suitable for her son than Hope.

Moreover, her son now had eyes only for this woman, cherishing her as if she were the apple of his eye, ready to brawl with anyone who spoke ill of her.

Alitzel massaged her forehead.

But at this moment, Mia Fuller was a formidable rival for Hope.

Why wasn’t Hope worried at all, still in the mood to play with the children here?

While she, the mother-in-law, was anxious like ants on a hot pan.

The emperor isn’t in a hurry, but his eunuchs are dying of anxiety.

“He’s mine,” Hope said calmly, “No one can take him away.”

“Oh come on, stop playing around,” Alitzel said urgently, slapping the table.

Hope and the children, Luke and Willow, were all taken aback.

“Weren’t you the one who said I should spend more time with the children?”

Now she was being rushed away.

“Come over here,” Alitzel said impatiently, grabbing Hope and dragging her inside. “I know you trust Waylon, but listen to me, men are all big pigs’ trotters, you must keep a tight leash on them, homegrown flowers don’t smell sweeter than wild ones.”

Mother?

Hope was taken aback by this appellation.

Alitzel dragged her into her room and started rifling through her closet.

Hope watched, bewildered, as Alitzel pulled a black box out of the closet.

“Quick, take a look.”

Hope approached, and Alitzel opened the box, took out a garment from inside, and handed it to Hope, her brows suggestively raised.

“This was bought earlier, never used, brand new, now I’m giving it to you. In front of your man, if another woman can allure, you can’t lose out, go try it on.”

Hope’s mouth twitched, “This isn’t appropriate…”

Holding the black garment, which was less of a garment than a piece of cloth, Hope’s face reddened slightly.

Thin straps that looked like they might snap if pulled, barely enough fabric to cover anything, Hope felt her palms heat up and quickly put it down.

“No, no, no, I don’t think this is necessary between Waylon and me…”

He didn’t need her to wear these things to seduce him; his enthusiasm was such that even if she wore an iron suit, he’d find a way to pry it open.

“No buts, Little Hope, you need to be clever. See those women—Mia Fuller, Vivia Fuller, and one named Cynthia—they are all eyeing your man.”

“How do you know?”

“I’m not blind. Besides, my son is exceedingly charming. How could I not see the numerous women who have tried to get close to him all these years?”

Thankfully his son had good self-control, indifferent to so many beauties.

Actually, there had been a time when Alitzel worried her son was impotent…

As she spoke, she stuffed the garment back into Hope’s arms.

Hope felt embarrassed.

Holding the garment like a hot potato, she tried to hand it back to Alitzel.

She had never worn anything so revealing even to sleep in alone.

“I…”

“You must wear it, you can’t lose,” Alitzel said, filled with fighting spirit, holding the garment, dragging Hope, and pushing her into the bathroom, nearly stripping her and throwing her into the tub to scrub clean and change clothes.

Hope looked at the garment in her hand and the locked bathroom door, never having felt so helpless.

“Wash up, put it on, and then come out, okay? I will go and check on things for you.”

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She really had underestimated Waylon Lewis’s mother.

Hope felt anxious in the bathroom; she really couldn’t with this garment…

“Hope Williams, Mia Fuller just bumped into your husband’s arms!”

Hope’s eyes turned icy…

Looking at the dress in her hands, she gritted her teeth and changed!

Seeing herself in the bathroom mirror, Hope was shocked.

This garment was truly audacious…

How could such a garment be designed?

This dress was pathetically short, sparing on fabric by the designer to an extreme, Hope tugged at the hem that couldn’t be pulled lower, extremely frustrated.