The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey vaguely smelled a hint, different from the usual depressing air, heart anxious.

Bruce is still listening to the phone, the hand on the knee, the force of the clenched fist, the back of the hand bulge stripes of horrific veins.

The call lasted about five minutes, or more. The custom phone, the brand of which was not visible, suddenly slipped from his palm, and if Lindsey had not been quick to see it, it would have disintegrated in close contact with the floor.

“What’s wrong.” The phone was handed back to him, Lindsey took his hand and carefully calmed him down: “Tell me about it.”

Bruce wooden to meet her line of sight, the tightly clenched fist a little loosened, palm immediately seeped a line of crimson blood: “Ransom sacrificed …”

Lindsey heart awe, heartache will be his hand to the lips, fine kiss up: “change clothes, I will accompany you to The Corfield family.”

“The remains have not been found.” Bruce said numbly, out of control, hugged her, like a child whimpered out: “In the desert, where my father died.”

“If it’s hard, cry it out.” Lindsey rubbed his short hair mindlessly, his chest tight with breathlessness.

The air fell silent, Bruce’s whimpering and Lindsey’s sighing, became especially clear.

I don’t know how long it took, but Bruce lifted his head, gazed vacantly out the window, and spoke in a mute voice: “Change your clothes and accompany me to The Corfield family.”

“Okay.” Lindsey saw that he had eased up, and immediately went to get the clean clothes that were ready for him to change into.

The Corfield family was a military family, but it was much more ordinary than The Grant family; Ransom’s father was a military doctor and Ransom’s mother was a nurse. When the two arrived at the hospital’s family building, Terence was already waiting outside.

His face was not much better than Bruce’s, and it was clear that his heart was also very difficult. After greeting him, he slowly squatted to the ground and turned his back to Bruce and said, “I’ll carry you up, Uncle and Auntie just got the news, they will be home.”

Bruce bit the back teeth slot and asked, “The actual training also has the instructor in full command, how can he sacrifice.”

“The training place is near the border line, and on the third day of the mission, they encountered a group of militants.” Terence said while tears were falling: “In order to let the squad retreat safely, he was left alone to break the back, and was wounded by the other side, and also lost contact.”

“Just lost contact? Why did the briefing say sacrificed.” Bruce didn’t wait for him to finish and couldn’t wait to rant, “Get to the point.”

“A week after the loss of contact, just last night, the command received a CD.” Terence paused in tears: “Ransom was burned by the gasoline they poured on him, and his remains were left in the desert.”

The Devil’s Desert! Bruce heard these four words, his heart pumped hard, actually could not say a word.

Up to the 5th floor, Lindsey set up the wheelchair and patted him worriedly. Two days ago, she was so angry with Burton that she got sick, and this time Ransom had an accident, she was afraid that he would not be able to think.

Terence knocked on the door with red eyes and waited for a break before speaking again, “Bruce, I’m asking you something.”

Bruce tilted his head, his eyes showing confusion: “What is it.”

“Take care of my family for me, I want to join the special forces brigade.” Terence’s gaze was firm: “Promise me!”

Bruce wanted to say that his physical ability was not enough to support the intense training of the special forces. The words came to his mouth, but no matter how he could not say.

In the silence, The Corfield family room door opened, Ransom’s father Ransom’s mother greeted out with a mournful look, did not say anything.

Lindsey pushed Bruce inside, noticing that the living room was filled with model firearms, and Ransom’s photo, could not help but let out a heavy sigh.

The only son in the family, the only son in the family, this pain can not be healed in a few words.

Bruce didn’t say anything, but his eyes were red as he stared at the photo on the coffee table.

It was noon when they came out of The Corfield family. The three of them had little appetite and went back to the Grant Residence in a sluggish state.

Bruce told the kitchen to start dinner, and then took out his cell phone and called Jack.

Knowing that Old Mr. Grant had just had lunch, Bruce simply opened the door and told him about Terence.

“It needs to be selected by his unit, Old Mr. Grant means, without a good skill you do not think to enter the special forces brigade.” Jack finished relaying Old Mr. Grant’s words and hung up sharply.

Terence listened to the whole thing on the side, but also understood the general meaning.

He didn’t wait for Bruce to speak, he took the lead: “I know what Old Mr. Grant means, don’t worry, I will definitely rely on my own efforts to enter the special than the brigade, to avenge Ransom!”

Bruce’s heart is quite unpleasant, want to comfort but can not speak.

Bruce held he hand and smiled bitterly: “When I first took the military school, not just because of my grandfather’s wishes, but because I wanted to one day, be able to personally bring back my father’s remains. I didn’t expect …”

“Ransom is a top man, if he is in heaven, he would not want you to be so sad for him.” Lindsey patted him gently, “Go take a nap.”

Bruce tugged at the corners of his lips and followed her to his room.

In the afternoon, Dr. Hunter gave him a routine checkup, adjusted his training program, and excitedly said that he would be on his feet soon with continued training.

Bruce’s reaction to this was uneventful, as he had heard Dr. Hunter’s words calloused to his ears, but they hadn’t turned out to be true for almost a year.

He was so devastated by Ransom’s sacrifice that he went back to his room without eating much dinner.

Lindsey understood his feelings, so she didn’t bother, but stayed in the living room to watch the news. After calling Fiona at eight o’clock, she saw that he was still not out, so she turned off the TV and looked through the literature Professor Lee had given her.

At nine o’clock in the night, the maid came to say that Bruce had been in the bathroom for almost an hour and asked her to go check.

Lindsey answered, put the literature away and got up to go to his bedroom. The door to the bathroom was closed, she called twice, no response, then unscrewed the lock and went in.

A muffled “bang”, Bruce woefully fell to the shower hand, handsome face red look at her: “You turn around first.”Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“Pfft …” Lindsey laughed away without giving face and walked over to him, squatting down to be at eye level with him: “I’m not, it’s not like I haven’t seen it before, what are you shy about?”

“I want to facilitate …” Bruce depressed don’t face: “You are not afraid of stinking to death to stay.”

The smile on Lindsey’s face froze on her lips as she abruptly got up and ran out. The next second, the bathroom suddenly came, Bruce pleasant and wanton laughter, full of flat.