The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Bruce pressed down the peak of his eyebrows, took the phone with little emotion and said, “This is Bruce.”

The police officer on the other end of the line hung up the phone after patiently explaining the case: Burton was cut up and the girl with him was disfigured.

The phone was answered, and Charlotte’s complaint came immediately to her ear: “You’re not sleeping at night, and you’re not letting anyone else sleep.”

“Burton is injured and is currently in the hospital in B. There is a girl with him.” Bruce finished repeating the police officer’s words and added, “The phone call came to me, and my aunt and uncle don’t think they know yet.”

“You just pretend he’s dead.” Charlotte cursed furiously and muttered, getting up from the bed, “I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

Bruce answered and ended the call slowly and methodically.

The police said the male was not too badly injured, the female was a bit worse, so he was in no hurry at all.

Lindsey did not know how Burton’s injuries, see Bruce is not anxious, so did not ask, and went to pour two glasses of water.

A moment of silence, Bruce raised his hand to look at the time, smiled and asked, “You sleep or go with me to see the action.”

“Hilarity?” Lindsey remembered the way Burton had looked at her at dinner and immediately agreed, “Yes.”

Bruce slid the wheelchair to get her coat and gave it to her as he teased, “You don’t look like a nurse at all.”

“Then what does it look like?” Lindsey put on her jacket, straightened up and fastened the zipper: “It’s a doctor’s job to save lives, what does it have to do with me. He’s done it to me a few times, why don’t I see him go soft.”

Bruce knew he couldn’t talk to her, so he shook his head helplessly.

The third hospital is very close to Grant Residence, and by the time they arrived, Burton was already wrapped up like a mummy and sent to the high tech ward.

Burton was injured in the same area as Ben, but the difference is that he was lucky enough to save his balls.

The young model he went to the room with was in a bad way, her face was ruined and she will not be a mother for the rest of her life.

“Who do you think did it?” Bruce thoughtfully bounced the armrests of his wheelchair and looked at Charlotte with odd eyes: “Why do I feel like a woman’s handiwork.”

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Charlotte was exasperated: “Phoebe hates him for remorseful cheating, I have nothing to do with it.”

Bruce looked at her steadily for a few seconds and rubbed his chin unconsciously: “It doesn’t matter what you’re so vain about, what happened on Christmas Day, didn’t you do it.”

“So what if it was, it’s better if they don’t die.” Charlotte snorted, “Serves you right.”

Bruce was silent and didn’t say anything. To be honest, seeing Burton like this, he was actually quite happy in his heart.

The truth of his own car accident has not been found, just suspected to Tina, Burton got rid of people, he could not help but suspect.

However, suspicion is suspicion, he can not hate a person based on speculation alone. Although Kevin’s words are half-truths, but at least give yourself a reason to hate.

Kevin, a businessman, would not have had the guts to bribe desperadoes at Cloud Mountain to deal with him without Burton’s secret authorization and his aunt’s acquiescence.

The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to the public.

“Do you want to call your aunt or should I?” Even though the twelve million reluctance, Bruce still opened the mouth: “always have to inform, misunderstanding is always inevitable.”

“I’ll call.” Charlotte raised an eyebrow, fished out Edwin’s number and dialed it.

After waiting in the corridor for about half an hour, Mr. and Mrs. Edwin came out of the elevator and ran over with anxious faces.

“How the hell did Burton get hurt!” Edwin’s tone was full of questioning.

“Auntie, Burton is an adult. And we weren’t together at night, so don’t just make excuses for him for everything.” Charlotte spoke back indignantly, “It’s like we’re forcing him to do all the bad things.”

“One less word from each of you!” Kaley stopped her husband and asked anxiously, “How is Burton doing?”

“Ruptured testicle on one side and minor soft tissue contusions to the head.” Lindsey’s voice was light as she answered for Charlotte, “The ruptured testicle was surgically stitched up and will not affect the birth of a child after recovery.”

“That’s good, then.” Kaley put his mind at ease, but his face suddenly welled up with anger, and he said to Bruce with words in his mouth, “Burton is your cousin anyway, how can you be so calculating.”

Bruce looked at Kaley like a stranger for a long time, but finally said nothing, gently took Lindsey’s hand and turned around and went to the elevator lobby.

When he got into the elevator, Lindsey looked through the elevator wall and saw that his face had been dark and sullen, and couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain: “You know you’ll be misunderstood, and you’re not happy when people say so.”

“It’s easier said than done.” Bruce sighed, “My aunts loved me when I was little, but it wasn’t until they married and had children of their own that they gradually drifted apart.”

“I can’t blame them.” Lindsey took his hand and smiled gently, “Don’t feel bad about it.”

Bruce nodded, a bitter smile flaring up on his lips. Bruce dreamed that Burton was not far away, and then he dreamed that Tina was smiling at him, not knowing whether it was a dream or reality.

I woke up with a sudden start and the sheets were drenched in sweat.

Reaching out to light up the bedside lamp, squinting hard for a while to adjust to the light. The hands of the watch pointed to 4:00 a. m., and it was pitch black outside the window.

Turned off the light and lay down for a few minutes, and again fell into sleep. I don’t know how long it took to fall asleep, but I could hear Lindsey chattering in my ear.

“Don’t make any noise …,” Bruce murmured out two words and his ears cleared up.

Unfortunately, this clarity lasted less than three seconds before Lindsey’s voice was heard again in his ear, seemingly crying: “Get up! Get up and tell me you’re okay.”

“Don’t cry, Lindsey, don’t cry.” Bruce unconsciously comforted, tried to raise his hand, but found that he could not seem to move.

After a brief moment of shock, he snapped awake and struggled to open a slit in his eye.

The ghastly white of the eyes, the lingering pungent smell of sterile water, everything seemed to go back to the day of the accident.

“No!” Bruce yelled out in fear, and his eyes opened all the way smoothly.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“Bruce, you scared the hell out of us!” Lindsey, surprised and happy, smiled with tears in her eyes and went to pinch him: “Wake up again.”

Bruce held her hand weakly and laughed miserably, “It hurts …”