The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey sighed silently and gently leaned into his arms.

The long hours of ineffective rehab can grind a person’s willpower to breaking point. Bruce may be able to endure this, but may not be able to endure, from the dark endlessly shooting cold shots.

The physical pain, mental torture are in the open, hiding behind the line waiting to fall, the more tolerant, the more reckless the other side.

The carriage is very quiet, the splendid neon flying past, the two calm faces, hidden behind the light, both reveal a few can not hide the chill.

When we arrived at the location Charlotte said on the phone, Bruce raised his hand to look at his watch and gestured for Lindsey to get out of the car: “Big sister will probably be there in another 20 minutes, let’s go in first.”

“Okay.” Lindsey pushed open the car door to get down, turned around and put the wheelchair next, followed by extending a hand towards him: “Be careful.”

Bruce threw her a smile of reassurance, braced his hands on the seat and slowly moved his body towards the wheelchair.

Compared to before, when he had to be carried on his back to get in and out of the car, his progress was already very obvious.

The villa looks large, but compared to the other villas in the park, it’s a lot smaller, and Lindsey can’t help but wonder if this is Ben’s house, or Harvey’s.

The doorbell was raised and the small door on the side of the gate opened quickly. Seeing that it was Cary, Lindsey was not surprised to turn around and push Bruce.

When he entered the living room of the villa, he saw Harvey huddled on the floor, blindfolded and in distress.

Bruce expressionlessly controlled the wheelchair to slide over, and gestured. Cary nodded and stepped forward to break Harvey’s calf bone with his foot.

Lindsey clasped her hands to her chest and watched the scene quietly, without a trace of pity on her face.

Bruce coldly watched Harvey struggle on the ground and gestured again without any emotion. lindsey was disinterested and turned around to casually tour the living room layout. The luxurious decoration style, leading to the dining room on the pass, there are many group photos.

The first thing you need to do is to look closer, Lindsey can’t help but curl her lips.

Just she never thought that the reason why Harvey hates Bruce is because of Tina.

A man, if not like that woman, and how will that woman’s photo, placed in such a prominent place.

Laughing and shaking her head, Lindsey folded back, casually resting her arm on his shoulder, leaning down to whisper, “So it was for a woman.”

“You said he or I.” Bruce tilted his head, his face instantly stretched, and said in a voice only two people could hear, “If it’s him, then I’ll be tougher.”

Lindsey laughed silently and gave him a thumbs up.

Tina was a scourge, and I don’t know where she was hiding after she returned to B City from Cloud Mountain.

At this point, Harvey on the ground is not moving, Lindsey pretended to crouch down, cautiously test the pulse and heartbeat, turned back to Bruce a ‘can go’ look.

Bruce understood over, raised an eyebrow to indicate Cary clean up the battlefield.

There was video surveillance in the neighborhood, and it was always illegal to beat someone at the door like that, even if Harvey deserved to die.

Bruce took control of his wheelchair, whispered to her, and beckoned Lindsey to get in.

“Where are we going again?” Lindsey felt a little sleepy, and was a little upset that she didn’t get a chance to do something about Harvey.

Bruce hooked his lips and laughed out faintly, “Don’t forget, there’s still a dog left to fight.”

“Ben?” Lindsey slumped her shoulders: “It’s not much of a challenge to beat him up.”

“I told you, you don’t need to do something like hitting someone yourself unless you have to.” Bruce leaned over to her mysteriously, “Cary doesn’t even have to.”

“Why?” Lindsey subconsciously asked in return, “You’re not getting a new bodyguard, are you?”

Bruce didn’t answer her question, but he kept his mouth shut: “You’ll find out later.”

Lindsey didn’t want to ask again, and noticed that the car seemed to be heading to the countryside, so she didn’t want to ask anymore.

After about an hour, Charlotte’s car stopped in front of her. Lindsey noticed Cary getting Harvey out of the trunk and instinctively looked around.

Cary carried Harvey effortlessly into the bathhouse, and in less than a minute, he quickly returned to the car.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The car continued on and drove for about half an hour before turning into a high-end condominium community – Flower Bank Waterfront. The car has been driven to the innermost side of the community by the green belt, before stopping to turn off the engine.

Lindsey saw that Bruce did not want to get out of the car, so turned his head to look out the window.

The greenbelt of the neighborhood was quiet and dimly lit. Suddenly, in the elevator lobby of the building opposite the car, two men rushed out, one of them was Ben, and was not wearing clothes.

He ran fast, but unfortunately not faster than the man who was chasing him behind him. In the flash of light, the two men quickly wrestled together.

Ben was not as good as Lindsey, and unfortunately, he was knocked to the ground in one fell swoop.

As the scream came, Lindsey looked at the red liquid splashing out and shivered involuntarily.

“Over the moon, huh?” Bruce had a smile on his lips, holding her hand and gently rubbing it: “As I said, there are many things that you don’t really have to do yourself.”

“Tell the kitchen to prepare a snack, I’m hungry.”

Bruce flinched, then smiled broadly and instructed the driver to drive.

It was already early in the morning when we got home.

Lindsey was blowing and eating, looking hungry.

Bruce didn’t even move, leaving his own bowl to cool, and immediately pushed his own over after she finished one: “It’s so hot, you should eat slowly.”

“Bruce, mine is also hot.” Charlotte took the opportunity to tease, and at the end of the conversation changed: “Still no sign of Tina, she seems to have disappeared since she came back from Cloud Mountain.”

“Go check on Phoebe,” Bruce raised his eyes, looking slightly shady: “Or just check on Burton!”