Chapter 366: Would There Be a Red Rain Pour From the Sky

“It's too serious to say that. After all, she is Alan Hoyle’s mother, my mother-in-law.”

Chloe Malan snorted, “She doesn’t acknowledge you as her daughter-in-law, why do you want to

treat her as mother-in-law?"

“She can not to acknowledge me, but I can't be unreasonable. As for me, I'm ready to use softness

to conquer strength and to use strength to conquer softness. Then, I don't expect to be an ally with

her. But at least we could be friend.” It was even more impossible to have a mother-daughter

relationship. She didn't expect it.

"How?" Chloe Malan was somewhat curious.

Olive Steele patted her head, “Let's talk about this after you're done thinking about you and Aoba

Hoyle.”

The topic was back to her again. Chloe Malan screamed with pain

Knowing that Aoba Hoyle had returned, Annie rushed upstairs after returned from school. She

played there until dinner time, but there was only her alone.

Mr. Steele weirdly asked, “Where's your uncle? Why don't you call him come down for dinner

together?”

“He said he’s not hungry now,” Annie answered.

Mrs. Steele said, “That kid couldn't be keeping distance from us, right?”

After his mother caused trouble, there was still some barriers.

Olive Steele glanced at Chloe Malan. The woman was lowering her head and picking her rice,

pretending not to hear. That kid wasn't keeping distance from us, but he was forced by a certain

woman until he didn't dare to come downstairs to meet them. He was being pitiful alone. She

slightly curled her lips, she said to her mother, “Mom, keep some food. Let Annie send them to

upstairs.”

“Sure. People can't function properly on an empty stomach. You will panic if you're hungry and not

eating. Eating something not normal when you're young will cause a lot of problems when you're

old. All of you have to pay attention too. Don't just be busy with work and even forget to eat. Olive

Steele, your stomach just recovered with difficulty, so don't fall sick because of overworking,” Mrs.

Steele grumbled but there was deep concern between her words.

After dinner, Annie went upstairs to find Aoba Hoyle.

Aoba Hoyle took the warm meal with a warmth in his heart.

The Steele family was warm. No wonder his elder brother was reluctant to leave. Unlike the Hoyle

family, there was only one big empty house. Although there were servants, it was still flooded with

loneliness everywhere.

Yes. Loneliness. That feeling of death silence was depressing.

Annie was scribbling on his drawing paper. She entered his bedroom while he was eating. She

curiously tore open the white cloth on the easel by the bed

“Wow. You really have a crush on Chloe Mommy. You drew her a portrait. So beautiful.”

Aoba Hoyle squeezed the child's nose amusedly, “Little girl know what a crush means?”

“It means like. You like that person, but don't let that person know. But, Uncle, everybody knows you

like Chloe Malan. So it's not a crush, it's a clear crush.”

The little kid was right. Aoba Hoyle couldn't help thinking was this kid really only five years old?

When he was five, he could only curiously pull little girls’ braids. But looked at his little niece, he was

simply a villain.

“Then does Annie think Chloe mommy likes uncle too?”

Annie thought for a while, then said, “I don’t know. Chloe mom never said that. So, you're very

pitiful, uncle. You have unrequited love.”

Hearing the little kid made Aoba Hoyle super depressed. Even a five-year-old kid felt pitiful for him.

But that woman couldn't even feel it.

Seven days a week. He had only been though for one day, and he couldn't stand wanting to go

downstairs and meet her. But he still needed to hold it even if he couldn't. If he provoked that

woman, things would be in chaos again and it would be hard to calm it.

Annie had fallen asleep on a pile of comic books which he bought for her. The little kid read it with

great interest. Sometimes she would take his drawing paper and pasted on it to trace the comic

characters.

He suddenly thought what a funny thing it would be to have a child as smart as Annie with the

woman downstairs. He was just 23 years old, but he suddenly had a feeling wanting to be a father.

It might be Annie's existence had infected him. The little kid was smart, well-behaved, smart, and a

little bit naughty. She often made people laugh, adding a lot of fun to adults’ lives.

Suddenly he felt that he was alone. How lonely.

He called his elder brother, “Annie has fallen asleep at my place. Let her stay here tonight to

accompany this lonely old man.”

This was exactly what Alan Hoyle couldn't ask for. Tonight, the bed would only belong to him and

his little wife. He could hug his wife, kiss her, and make love on this newly brought bed without any

worries.

At this moment, Chloe Malan, who was in waittingbar, suddenly received a call from home.

The Malan. Not the Steele.

That family had already become a stranger to her.

It was just that the number stored in her phone reminded her that the people over there had to

have called for asking money as she couldn't name other things.

The phone had rung several times but she didn't want to answer it.

She hated and mad at that family. In the end, she couldn't find the slightest love. She couldn't find

the reason to love them. That family had hurt her heart too badly.

“Sister Chloe, you phone has rung several times. Why don't you pick it up?” Edgar woke her up.

“It's a nuisance call,” Chloe Malan said lazily, lying on the bar stage.

"Sister Chloe, I think you'd better pick it up. I see this nuisance call is persistent. I guess it won't stop

until it breaks your phone,” Greg gave an ambiguous smile. He was a certain pursuer.

This bunch of brats knew how to make her happy every day.

The phone went quiet then rang again. It was seriously persistent. She hoped that the one who

called her at this moment was Aoba Hoyle, at least he would talk to her, make jokes, and tease her,

dispelling the gloom inside her heart.

In the end, under their curious stares, she took her phone and went outside the bar. She coldly said,

“What?”

“Chloe, it's been a long time you've come home. Come home this weekend.” It was her irresponsible

mother who gave birth to her.

Chloe Malan wanted to laugh. Who drove her out of the house last time? Who told her to never

enter the Malan’s house anymore? Had they forgotten?

"Get to the point. What do you want from me this time?”

Mrs. Malan laughed dryly, “Malan, we're family. Why do you say such things? This weekend happens

to be you dad's birthday. He misses you a little, so come back and see him. You don't need to buy

anything, just yourself. Mom has thought about this too, we were selfish back then. We didn't think

about you. Now we know that it's not easy for you to earn money outside. You save it yourself.

Come back and see us when you have the time.”

Would there be a red rain pour from the sky? She actually could come home empty-handed. Had all

the people in that family changed?

She was afraid that it was just another hole, waiting for her to jump in.

She was already afraid of that family. They were their parents, but they never regarded herself as

their daughter. She was fed up with the feeling of being their source of money.

Chloe Malan didn't speak for a long time. Mrs. Malan was a little anxious on the other side, “Chloe,

Chloe... It was mom and dad's fault back then. Come home this weekend and we will apologize to

you."

“No need. I don't have time,” she icily replied. She didn't believe they could change their hideous

faces in such a short time.

“Then pick a time, we'll visit you. You have lived in the Steele for such a long time. Logically, we

should visit and thank them. Then we will prepare some small gifts...” Mrs. Malan talked to herself.

Chloe Malan frowned and interrupted her, “No, they don't need it."

She was seriously afraid of causing troubles to her godparents. Even though she spoke something

nice now, the shadow they had left on her for a long time made her unable to trust them.

“What do you mean no need? This is a courtesy, kid. You eat and live at theirs. We should go and

thank them. Or, we'll visit next week.”

“No, I'll go back on weekend.” Chloe Malan felt the pressure step by step. She had to say that. She

wanted to see what another evil thing they had thought of.