Boss's Sweet Secretary

Chapter 10: All Bark and No Bite

Jennifer clenched her fingers tightly until they turned pale, and she subconsciously gritted her white teeth.

She knew that Hans would not let her go so easily, let alone agree to this marriage without putting up a fight.

Mrs. Miller rolled her eyes at Hans and said, "You brat! What are you talking about? What do you mean you can't be a good husband for Jennifer? Let me tell you, you are lucky that Jennifer is willing to marry you. You better say yes while I'm still being nice to you"

Mrs. Miller turned to Jennifer and said with a smile, "My dear, don't mind him! I know him best. He is all bark and no bite!"

As if she was sharing a big secret, she sneaked up to Jennifer and whispered into her ears, "Come on, get yourself pregnant with a baby Miller, then he can't say no!"

Although it was a whisper, Hans was sitting not far from his grandmother, so he might had heard it.

Jennifer awkwardly stopped Mrs. Miller's topic and said in a soft voice, "Grandma, we really don't have to rush it."

She glanced at Hans's facial expression, but he was just casually sitting there with his long legs crossed and his leather shoes shining.

It was as if he didn't hear anything.

He would probably pretend not to hear it even if he did.

"Grandma, actually I..." Jennifer struggled to speak up.

She was too slow.

"Grandma!"

He threw the cigarette down and put it out with his leather shoes. Then he stood up, looked past Jennifer with his deep eyes, and landed his gaze on Mrs. Miller.

"Let's not talk about this nonsense. Is there any food to eat? I'm hungry!"

And thus the topic came to a sudden end.

The words Jennifer wanted to say were stuck in her throat, she was stunned.

Mrs. Miller was speechless, but she smiled dotingly. "You brat! Since I asked you and Jennifer to come back, would I let you starve? There was food already prepared! Let's go to the dining hall and have a nice meal!"

She said to Jennifer, "my dear, come and hold onto me!"

Jennifer was in a daze. There was a pang of fear as she stood up.

"Alright."

She held Mrs. Miller's arm, and the second she touched her, Mrs. Miller frowned and looked at her with worry. "Why is your hand so cold?"

Hans stopped walking and turned his gaze to her.

Jennifer's face stiffened and she slowly withdrew her hand. "Maybe... maybe because it's cold and I forgot to put on extra layers..."

"How can you be so forgetful? What if you catch a cold? I'll ask Aunt Mary to get you a coat when I see her. The cold is not good for a woman trying to get pregnant!"

Mrs. Miller was still rambling on as she walked slowly along the long corridor with her walking stick, with the servants greeting her along the way.

Jennifer only heard a few words.

She did notice Hans's eyes were cold as ice.

He looked her up and down as if he was admiring an object.

If looks could kill, she would be dead any moment now. The sneer on his lips pained her even more.

Since when did her relationship with Hans become like this?

...

The meal took more than half an hour.

After the meal, Jennifer accompanied Mrs. Miller for a walk in the garden and she learned flower arrangements from her. By the time they were in Hans car, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.