The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

She opened her mouth and was picked up by him before the words could come out.

For a moment Lindsey gripped his arm and pursed her lips, forcing herself to remain silent.

Bruce’s face was dark enough to drip ink as he carried her to the car and ordered Hector to go down and undress her.

The large bruise on her back stung to the core.

The deep eyes dropped as if there were needle points stabbing into the heart. “It’s going to hurt a bit, bear with it.”

Lindsey nodded unconsciously, grabbed his arm and opened her mouth to bite it.

Bruce lifted his lips and slowly closed them again, taking out Old Mr. Heard’s special ointment and carefully applying it to her. “I’m sorry I didn’t take care of you.”

Lindsey released her mouth and crouched softly into his chest, her voice a little muffled. “It’s just a minor injury.”

How long had it been since she’d held him like that? So long that she thought that she would never get to do this again.

Her nose was inexplicably sore and her chest felt like it was clogged with cotton, making her feel very uncomfortable.

“It’s not a minor injury.” Bruce applied the ointment, reached for a tissue to wipe his hand clean, cupped her face with the hand that hadn’t touched the ointment, and kissed her with a shudder.

He chased her soft lips and tongue, warm and sweet and fragrant.

It was a taste he had, countless times, only been able to recall in his dreams, a belief that he was willing to wait for her alone for the rest of his life.

Lindsey’s back still ached, her soul out of body from his kiss.

No matter how long she had been apart, he was still the only one in her heart, and he was the only one there was room for.

Bruce released her and moved his lips away with intent. “I snuck back, I’ll leave right away, no one will know I’m back, so you can recuperate.”

Lindsey blinked, her senses coming back to her and pulled at the corners of her lips with difficulty.

Getting dressed and opening the door to go down, Hector had arranged for another car to come.

Lindsey nodded at him and bent over into the car, fighting the pain.

Bruce watched the car carrying her leave, and with a “no mercy” he got into his car and was gone in a flash.

When Lindsey got back to Larissa’s flat, her legs went weak as soon as she walked through the door, her back hurting so much that she couldn’t stand up for days.

“Lindsey … don’t scare me!” Larissa came out with her mask on and was in a panic when she saw her like this. “I’ll call emergency right away.”

“Call the hell.” Lindsey gave her a weak blank look and braced herself against the basement cupboard, baring her teeth as she stood up. ” I can’t believe we got a sneak attack.”

Larissa’s legs trembled with fear as she heard about the sneak attack and helped her to flop down there on the sofa. “I’ll go find out if there’s any white pills.”

“No, you go to my room, in the drawer of the desk, there’s a smoky grey porcelain jar, just bring that.” Lindsey lay honestly on her back and could feel the pain as she breathed.

Bruce had put it on her once and came back with her clothes rubbing against it and it was all pretty much falling off.

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Lindsey stared at her back for a moment, thinking calmly about who had sent her this time, Bruce would have to do something about it, she didn’t have to worry about that, but she had to know who was behind it.

Knowing who is behind it is the only way to win a battle.

Tina hadn’t been heard from since Carl had taken her that day at the World Trade Center, so she was basically sure that her attacker had nothing to do with her.

Could it be Aurora … Lindsey’s face turned hard as she thought of the name.

There couldn’t be anyone but her who couldn’t wait to make a fool of herself and die.

After letting Larissa finish medicating herself, she went back to her room with a bitter face.

They had hit her really hard, and if she hadn’t reacted in time, she would have hurt more than just her shoulder.

As she was depressed, a call came in on her mobile phone and Lindsey reached out her right hand out of habit, immediately sucking in a breath of cold air in pain. “Hiss ….”

The number was unfamiliar, and she had a vague and strange instinct that the call should be from Bruce again.

It rang for a long time and she finally hesitated to pick up. “Hello, this is Lindsey.”

“Keep your medication on and don’t go anywhere for the next two days.” Bruce got right to the point. “The man who attacked you, I’ve asked Hector to take care of that.”

Lindsey didn’t say anything, there was aggravation and anger and more than a little melancholy.

Whether it was the previous separation or this one, Bruce always had a breezy tone. It was as if she had gone away on a trip and come back as she was.

Lindsey couldn’t be so light-hearted, and her heart was depressed.

After a long silence, Bruce’s voice rang in her ears again. “What’s wrong?”

“Next time don’t come back alone, I can take care of myself.” Lindsey lowered his voice and immediately cut the call off when he finished.

If he messed up again, Old Mr. Grant would have a hard time explaining himself.

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On the road from Fragrant Garden to the city, a modified military jeep was speeding along.

Selena is huddled in the back seat, cursing over and over again, but blindfolded and with her hands and feet tied up.

Hector drove the car with a look of concentration, his cold face looking slightly grim.

Since Lindsey had forbidden himself to follow her, he had changed his tactics and tried not to reveal his whereabouts. But it was because of the distance that he had watched Lindsey get hurt and hadn’t been able to do anything in time.

When he called Bruce, all he said was, “Whoever crosses Lindsey will have a hard time for the rest of his life.”

He didn’t think he would come back, but he couldn’t let Lindsey go.

The “no mercy” statement was a clear indication of his attitude towards the matter.

Hector understood what he meant and followed Selena after he dropped him off, all the way to her flat where he finally had the chance to strike.

As the car raced through the night towards the city centre, the intertwining neon lights shining into the car, Selena’s cries weakened to a desperate whimper.

She didn’t know where she was, or what her captors were up to.

The fear of the unknown can, to a large extent, destroy a person’s psyche to the core.

After a long time of screaming and no response, Selena finally broke down and cried out, “Who are you people, what do you want, and do you know who I am?”

Hector didn’t listen and just kept increasing the speed of the car. After an unknown amount of time, the car finally stopped.

Selena again lost control of the car and begged for mercy, but all she got in reply was the cold touch of metal against her back and the sound of her clothes cracking.

It was only at this moment that it dawned on her that the man she had called Aurora must have really hurt Lindsey!

The year Lindsey first arrived in B city, the eldest son of The Costa family in L city had been stripped naked and thrown in the trash, and everyone knew Bruce had done it. Today is so similar to then, but she really did nothing to set Aurora up.

She had no idea that she would be so mad as to actually want Lindsey dead!

Selena could no longer cry, desperate and at the mercy of the other woman.

Hector lowered the brim of his hat, tied a haphazard clasp to the rope, made sure there were no cameras around and drove away from the scene in one piece.

The next morning Lindsey woke up in pain and smiled bitterly when she opened her eyes to see Larissa’s worried face. “Good sister, I’m not that fragile.”

“Whatever, I’ll put it on you again when you’re lying down.” Larissa glared at her angrily, “The whole back is half black and it’s still fine.”

“That’s really not a big deal.” Lindsey lay back down honestly. “Don’t you have an event today, why aren’t you ready to go.”

“It was rescheduled and I didn’t feel comfortable with you being home alone.” Larissa glossed over it lightly. “Edward will be coming over later.”

Lindsey was a little angry to hear that Edward was coming. “You’re not going to tell him about my injury.”

Edward was aware of what she was capable of and glared at Larissa in displeasure when he heard her say that.

Larissa scowled, clutching her phone, and took refuge on the balcony.

Edward had nothing important to do, but was concerned about whether Lindsey was really hurt, so he sat down for a while and left.

As soon as he left, Lindsey instantly dropped her face and went back to her room to flop onto the bed, wailing for Larissa to bring the medicine over.

“It’s my fault for being nosy, why don’t I walk you to the hospital?” Larissa painfully applied the medicine, muttering under her breath. “It would be bad if I hurt a bone.”

“We’ve already been there, and my grandfather’s not a bad bone doctor.” Lindsey sulked, her heart pounding with sadness at the thought of her grandfather.

Larissa didn’t see the look on her face as she looked down and carefully applied the ointment, laughing, “I can’t tell you, what do you want to eat for lunch.”

“Nothing, it’s so hot, I really don’t have any appetite at all.” Lindsey pouted lazily. “Why don’t you go get me a bowl of cold skin, it’s really refreshing to eat in this weather.”

Larissa put away the porcelain jar and sighed hopelessly. “Fine, you’re sick, so I’ll get you whatever you want.”

“That’s very kind of you, sis.” Lindsey smiled and patted her on the back. “Beautiful and kind, if I were a man I’d love you.”

“Don’t flatter me.” Larissa smiled, bade her to get some rest, and got up and went to the living room.

Lindsey flopped down on her bed and flipped through the news on her phone when Bruce called again.

She didn’t answer, not even after three consecutive calls, just sent a text message.

Old Mr. Grant’s message was that there was no rush, that he had waited three years, not a few days.

Bruce obviously couldn’t sit still. If he continued to blatantly pester him, Aurora, the madman, would do something crazy.

As long as the news about The Palvin family is kept alive, someone will not be able to sit still.

Even if Aurora is cheeky, she wouldn’t dare to go head-to-head with Su Lao.

How could he be so uncool when he was so unforgiving.

The text message was sent and Bruce replied after a while with a simple word: yes.

Lindsey was speechless, but seeing as he was so obedient, she didn’t bother.

Five hundred million dollars was five times more than the one she had originally envisaged. Her carefully planned this money out to heal all the people, like Grandpa had said.

With Edward and his group of friends to support her, she was sure that she could make the most of this.

After making a list on her phone of the ailments that needed to be investigated in depth, a call came in on her phone, it was her brother Jimmy’s number.

Lindsey spat out her tongue and apologised to him when she got through. “I meant to call you, forgot.”

“Remember to change your medication and don’t move around for a few days.” Jimmy’s very helpless tone.

“Got it.” Lindsey smiled back and turned her head to talk to him about Du Lao’s illness.

After a long chat, Lindsey hung up the phone and remembered that Bruce said last night that he had sent Hector to pack up the man, so he teasingly curled his lips and dialed Edward’s number without skipping a beat.