The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Bruce was so unprepared that he couldn’t think of anything to say except to keep nodding his head.

Lindsey is not fat, and when he took her into his arms, he could not feel any weight on his arms. However, he continued to tighten his grip again and again, as if he was using all his strength.

Old Mr. Heard suddenly passed away, Lindsey cried all day, fell into his arms and choked for a while, gradually tired and fell asleep.

Bruce lowered his head, through the hazy night, carefully help her dry the tears in the corner of her eyes, carefully control the wheelchair back to the house.

When he crossed the aisle, he had to adjust his sitting position to avoid her being touched, and moved Lindsey’s whole body in his arms a little bit.

The wooden bed in the medical clinic was too high, the wheelchair took up too much space, and Bruce’s leg had not yet recovered, so he could not put her on the bed.

After carrying her around the room, Bruce stopped and held Lindsey in his arms like a baby, then pulled the thin quilt on the bed and carefully covered her up.

The night is getting late and the surrounding area is quiet. Bruce listened to the situation for a moment and lowered his head slightly, kissed her bare forehead with a shiver, and did not want to move away.

Lindsey’s skin is very cool, the temperature of the lips touching, but warm all the way into his heart …

Lindsey woke up from a dream in the middle of the night and found herself sleeping in Bruce’s arms, with confusion written in her eyes.

The next thing you want to do is to hear him say, “Be good, sleep more if you’re tired.”

“You …” Lindsey opened her mouth, her voice dumb as if sand had rubbed through it: “How long did I sleep?”

After asking at a loss to get off of him, subconsciously raised his hand to look at the watch, 4:00 am. I can’t believe I slept for three hours, Lindsey reacted, thinking that I would never see my grandfather again, and then red-eyed.

Bruce sobered up, the heart of a million can not let her sad, so take the initiative to say: “I will accompany you back to the old, outside the cold, you change a thick point jacket.”

“Well …” Lindsey nodded, turned on the lights in the room, turned his head to the other room, turned out a jacket of cotton to put on.

Bruce rubbed his eyes and shot up to accompany her back.

Tankard’s eyes were red as he knelt in front of the spirit, and when he saw them both enter, he was angry for no reason.

Lindsey, fearing that he would blame Bruce, said before he could say anything, “I couldn’t sleep, so I came back to stay with Grandpa.”

Tankard saw her eyes obstinate and sighed long and hard, holding back the words that were already rushing to his lips.

The day of the burial came, Lindsey was in a trance, her voice was mute and she couldn’t speak, Bruce was distressed and stayed with Lindsey.

The funeral is at 10:15, he waited until 11:30 but Lindsey did not return, the whole heart is hanging in the throat.

Fiona, who was also unable to go to the funeral, saw him like this and didn’t know what to do, and was speechless for a while.

On the back side of the mountain, Lindsey waved a shovel, adding soil to her grandfather’s grave inch by inch, her vision blurred.

When I was young, my grandfather used to take her to the mountains to collect medicine. What medicine and what effect, from his mouth to tell, like listening to stories. She grew up hearing it, but will never hear it again.

When she recalled her grandfather’s last words before he died, tears once again came pouring down.

“The grave is ready, Lindsey, you come over here, we bow to grandpa again.” Tankard frowned and took the shovel out of her hand without comment.

Lindsey’s hand was empty, nodded woodenly, and walked behind him with heavy feet to kneel down.

The four siblings knelt together, kowtowed three times in a row, and reluctantly went down the mountain.

The next morning, Tankard cleaned up the old house, sitting alone in the courtyard smoking, Lindsey listlessly lying in the recliner, not thinking about anything, the whole person lost his soul general.

“I’ll be back to the province in a few minutes, and I’ll be back to offer incense to my grandfather on the seventh day of my life, what are your arrangements.” After a long silence, Tankard tiredly looked at Maximus and Warren: “Tell me all about it.”

Warren strained his face, equally exhausted: “Orders came from above, I have to leave later too.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Tankard restrained emotions, turned his head to look at Lindsey, in the heart of the question: “Lindsey, next you are back to L city, or stay at home.”

“I …” Lindsey lifted her head unconsciously and focused her gaze a little: “I want to spend time with my grandfather again.”

Tankard chest a stagnant, stifled lowered his head.

After lunch, Lindsey sent her three brothers away and retreated back into the recliner with a pale face, staring blankly at the blue sky with her eyes open.

Bruce controlled the wheelchair and slid to a stop beside her, holding her hand tenderly and keeping her company silently.

Lange knew he couldn’t talk them out of it, so he took the yard gate and went to the town market to buy groceries.

“Lindsey, will you come back to B City with me?” Bruce rubbed the back of her hand, his voice gentle as water: “Or I’ll stay here with you.”

Lindsey turned her head, stared at him with little emotion for half a day, and whispered blankly, “Back to B City?”

Grandpa is gone, and the three brothers have returned to their jobs, so whether she stays or not, her home is gone.

Tankard and Maximus hadn’t started a family yet, so she couldn’t live with any of them. Warren was newlywed, and she would be a super watt bulb if she went. And to fulfill her grandfather’s wishes, going with him was the best way to go.

With her mind made up, she let out a breath and reluctantly tugged at the corners of her lips: “After Grandpa’s first seven days, I’ll go back to B City with you.”

“Think it over, if you leave this time, you may not come back for a long time.” Bruce forced himself to hold back his elation and reminded in a whisper, “I said I’d stay.”

Lindsey drew her hand, helplessly holding her head, and said quietly, “You are destined to be an eagle flying in the sky, staying in this small town, won’t it be condescending to you.”

“No!” Bruce’s eyes burned at her: “I don’t want the blue sky, nor do I want to be any eagle, I just want to be by your side for the rest of my life.”

“…” Lindsey afterglow to see him because of the excitement, the whole face are holding red, brow frowned. “I don’t like you, and going back with you is just to fulfill grandpa’s last wish.”

She couldn’t convince herself that she liked a paralyzed patient.

Bruce’s face changed and he decided not to test her attitude anymore; it was enough to go with him. Pursing his lips, he grabbed her hand again and held it tightly with a slight tremor: “Big sister will be happy to know you’re going back.”

Lindsey drew back her hand and closed her eyes wearily. “I’m tired.”