Chapter 940 - 228: You Decide

Joshua used all kinds of methods to persuade Hazel and get her to agree to live in Denmark Residence. She finally agreed, and if there was another person, it would disturb the lovers' world. Of course, he did not want the presence of another person.

"But I have already promised others! And I have brought her here." Hazel took his hand and shook it gently, "Come on, we got so many rooms here. You don't want me to go back on my words, right?"

Joshua had no choice but to give in.

"You decide." He smiled, "You are the hostess here, and you have the final say."

Hazel's cheeks turned red. She changed the subject, "Come and wash your hands so you can eat, and I will introduce you to our guest."

"Good." He nodded.

Joshua and Hazel were in the dining room when Theresa walked in with the servants.

"Joshua, this is Theresa," Hazel said briefly.

Joshua glanced at Theresa and said calmly, "Hello."

Hazel was somewhat disappointed. Joshua's attitude towards Theresa was not too kind or too mean. It was like he would treat a stranger, so she gets a feeling for anything.

Theresa looked at Joshua nervously. Suddenly, she bowed at Joshua and said seriously, "Mr. Denmark, thank you!"

Joshua said indifferently, "It's Hazel who let you stay here. You should thank her instead."

Hazel did not know how to react. She knew what Theresa was thanking for, but it looked like Joshua didn't understand at all.

Theresa didn't explain much, just nodded.

After dinner together, Hazel still didn't see anything from Joshua. She finally gave up. Maybe Joshua had never seen anyone from the Flores family, not to mention that Theresa had grown up.

When Joshua was going to the study, Hazel thought a second and followed him.

"Hazel, is there anything?" Joshua, sitting at the desk, looked at her somewhat surprised.

"Nothing." Hazel shook her head. "I just want to come here and look around."

"Well, as you wish." Joshua nodded.

Hazel randomly found a book and sat down on the recliner of the study. She opened the book and moved her body around on the recliner to get comfortable, and then her eyes fell on Joshua.

He was busy working, his long fingers leaping on the keyboard of the notebook as if sitting in front of the piano and playing a beautiful melody.

Hazel felt a little horny. When Joshua was doing something seriously, he was really handsome. But this handsome Joshua was sold by his own biological parents not long after he was born. He had to spend his childhood in the orphanage. Hazel almost wept thinking of that.

Suddenly, Joshua stopped. He turned back and looked at her curiously, "Hazel..."

"Did I disturb you?" Hazel stopped moving around. "Okay, now you can continue."

Joshua was speechless. It was not the sound of the recliner that disturbed him but her gaze.

What happened to Hazel today? She was exceptionally different. She looked like a kitten, cute and lovely, but also unpredictable. He didn't have the foggiest idea of what the girl was plotting.

Hazel stood up from the recliner. She moved a chair and sat next to Joshua.

Joshua was even more vulnerable, with Hazel sitting right next to him, he couldn't concentrate on his work at all.

"Hazel," Joshua simply stopped. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Nothing," Hazel held both hands on her cheeks, her eyes were full of shallow smile. "I want to watch you, you are so handsome!"

"Why are you so horny today?" He wanted to laugh with tears.

"Well, yeah." Hazel nodded.

Joshua's eyes went darker. He suddenly reached out and encircled Hazel's waist. He pulled her from the chair onto his l.a.p and then hugged her in his arms. She couldn't help but giggle.

"Hazel." Joshua g.r.o.a.n.e.d, "I am a normal man. I can't stand the temptation of you! You do this again, I don't care about the three rules between us!"

Hazel's cheeks went hot. She struggled to get up. "Okay, you go ahead. I won't bother you now."

"I'm not busy right now." Joshua put her into his arms again. "Hazel, what the hell is wrong?"

Hazel leaned gently against his c.h.e.s.t. "Joshua, I just wanted to talk to you. You can keep working, and we can talk another time."

He smiled, holding Hazel, his fingers continuing to jump on the keyboard. "What do you want to talk about?"

Hazel hesitated for a while, and she finally asked, "Joshua, have you ever imagined what kind of person your parents might be?"

Joshua was surprised. Why did Hazel mention this?

"No." He shook his head.

"If one day they came to you, would you reunite with them?" She asked nervously.

"Hazel," Joshua frowned, "Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"

"I just want to talk to you, okay? This way, I can get to know you better." Hazel explained.

"Is that true?" His eyes went darker.

"Yeah!" Hazel nodded hard.

"Hazel, I told you last time that I have already passed the age of being spoiled by my parents."

Joshua said calmly, "My foster parents loved me, and now I have you. In the future, we will form a new family, and we will have our own children. I am already in a different family from my biological parents, so even if they really came to me, I will probably overlook them."

Hazel felt the warmth. Joshua had always had her in his life plan, so he could tell these things so calmly. Just when she heard these true words from him, she was inexplicably sad.

"That is to say, you won't reunite with them?" Hazel went on to ask.

"Well, no need," Joshua said faintly. "I will be twenty-six years old this year. I am no longer a child with delusions. What's more, whether we reunited or not, it would not change anything."

Hazel whispered, "Are you still unable to forgive... that they abandon you? Do you hate them?"

Joshua was now full of surprise. Why did Hazel keep asking these questions?