Chapter 155: Have Someone Handle Bruce
Horton asked, causing Bruce and Hilla to frown.
Bruce stared at Horton with his deep eyes, but did not respond. He seemed to have sensed something unknown.
Hilla thought that Horton was satisfied with Halle because she was pregnant before marriage. But Hilla seemed to be wrong as Horton cared about Halle very much.
He did not seem to be so unreasonable.
He pointed at the clinic. "The doctor is still inside."
"Which doctor? Why didn’t you see the specialist? Forget it, I’ll go in and take a look myself."
Horton was about to walk in with a sullen face, but Hilla quickly pulled him back. "Don’t worry, wait a minute."
It was her sister, but Horton was more nervous than her.
There were many pregnant women. If he walked in alone and scared the pregnant woman, it would be big trouble.
Moreover, Halle was examined inside, and maybe she was naked. How could she let a man walk in?
Even if this man was a doctor...
Being pulled by Hilla, Horton was a little agitated and was about to throw her off when the door of the clinic opened and Halle came out from it.
"How is it?"
"Halle..."
Hilla rolled her eyes at Horton, who was one step faster than her, feeling a little unhappy.
Why was Horton so attentive? This was her sister!
"Halle, how is it? What did the doctor say? Is the baby okay? Will it be premature?"
Halle smiled and put away the test results in her hand. She looked at Hilla and said, "Everything is fine. You don’t have to be nervous. I just lost my balance when I was packing up today."
"Then..."
"Don’t worry. I won’t joke about myself and my baby. The doctor said that it’s fine. We can go home now."
Halle took Hilla’s hand and comforted her with a smile. Her words also put Hilla at ease.
Horton, who was ignored, did not relax at all. He still felt uneasy. "Do you want to visit another doctor?"
Hilla turned to look at Horton. She didn’t expect him to care about Halle. Then she looked at Halle and said, "Halle, how about..."
"Why don’t we go home first? The doctor said that I was fine, and I’m very tired now. Please let me, a pregnant woman, go back and take a rest first."
Halle’s words were unquestionable. Although her voice was a little low and her face was cold, she was not really angry.
It was only then that Hilla realized that they had spent almost the whole day outside.
Not to mention Halle, a pregnant woman, she herself was a little tired.
She quickly stepped forward and carefully supported Halle as they walked out.
Just as Horton was about to follow, Bruce, who had suddenly leaned over to block him, stopped him.
"What’s going on?"
Bruce glanced at Horton and said coldly.
Horton answered, "Nothing!"
Oh, something happened.
"You can’t be with Halle!"
Bruce said directly.
Horton was stunned and then looked at Bruce with sharp eyes, but the glasses on his face made him gentler. The corners of his mouth slowly curved into a smile.
"Does it depend on you? Even Halle did not say this." "I said that was impossible." Bruce was expressionless.
Horton gritted his teeth, but the corners of his mouth still curved into a smile. "It’s none of your business."
Bruce raised his eyes and glanced coldly at Horton, "Halle is Hilla’s sister. If you want to be my brother-in-law, no way!"
Bruce didn’t want Horton to be his brother-in-law at all.
Horton watched Bruce turn around, his mouth twitching.
It didn’t depend on Bruce!
He strode forward with his long legs and followed behind.
As soon as Halle returned home, she fell asleep without having the time to take her luggage back to her room.
Hilla didn’t dare to disturb her, so she had no choice but to pile all the things in the living room. Then, she went into the kitchen to get the nanny to prepare dinner. Good nutrition was important for Halle.
Hilla came out of the kitchen and heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Bruce was gone.
He finally left. Fortunately, she didn’t have to stay with him. Halle wasn’t around, so she was really a little flustered. She didn’t know how to tell Bruce about that pile of "couple necessities".
Afraid of disturbing Halle, Hilla went upstairs with light footsteps.
The moment she closed the bedroom door, she let out a sigh of relief. When she looked up and saw Bruce come out of the bathroom, she was so frightened that she shivered. She stuck close to the door and could not help but straighten up. Bruce saw her frightened expression.
"You, why didn’t you... put on your clothes?"
Hilla said embarrassedly, "Halle is here. You should be more careful."
Bruce had only casually put on a bathrobe, but he had not tied it well, and his chest was half open. Seeing Hilla enter the room, he followed her over.
Hilla smelled the fragrance on his body, and she instantly blushed.
In the daytime, she was actually teased.
Bruce wiped his wet short hair and slowly walked forward. His gaze fell on Hilla’s slightly red earlobe, and he smiled maliciously.
He stretched out and pulled her into his embrace. He lowered his head and brushed his lips against her ears. His breath landed on her scattered hair.
"Right now, we are in our own room. Other than you, no one else can see us." Who could bear it?
Hilla’s legs went soft, and she quickly grabbed his clothes. She felt the arms around her waist exert strength again, and she was surrounded by a cool embrace. His aura became stronger.
Soon the moisture in her arms was not that intense, and the burning temperature began to spread around her.
Hilla shivered and said in a low voice, "I, I didn’t see anything."
He was wearing a nightgown, and she was telling the truth.
The man’s low laughter came from the top of her head. "You’ve slept with me so many times. You’ve seen everything about me. Do you want to be irresponsible and abandon me?"
Who could bear it!
...
Being held by Bruce, Hilla had no way to retreat.
Sensing that Bruce’s lips were rubbing against her cheek, Hilla tried to avoid it and whispered, "Abandon? Aren’t we a couple? There’s impossible."
"Since we are a couple, my heart and my body also belong to you. You can look at me if you want. Don’t be shy."
Bruce’s voice echoed in her ears. Hilla closed her eyes and secretly whispered in her heart, "Shut up".
He was also so attractive. Hilla felt that she was so inexperienced as she never fell in love with anyone before.
"I won’t look at you. Don’t flatter yourself."
Having said that, Hilla quickly covered her eyes with her hands and shrank back. "Hurry up and let go of me, or I’ll call for help."
Hearing that, Bruce laughed out loud.
Then his wrist was pulled away.
Hilla’s eyes lit up, and when she met Bruce’s handsome face, she immediately turned her head in embarrassment.
"It’s still daytime."
"Is there any problem?"
Bruce held her in his arms, tightened his arms, and carried her up.
Hilla was carried into the bedroom in a daze. Bruce then told her, "Good girl, Halle’s next door, and you have to be quiet!"
...
Hilla felt that her face was burning hot. When Bruce kissed her, she felt that she was floating.
The lips fell on her forehead, eyes, nose, mouth, and finally stopped at the corner of her lips. Hilla subconsciously hugged his neck, blushing shyly.
A big hand grabbed the back of her head. Bruce leaned forward and instantly deepened the kiss.
Hilla felt a little dizzy and her legs were a little weak. She grabbed Bruce’s clothes tightly.
In the spacious room, Hilla curled herself on the bed and wrapped her whole body in a quilt.
The little head sank deeper into the soft pillow, and her small red face was like a newly bloomed red rose that was watered after the rain.
Bruce kissed her drooping eyelashes and reached out to pull her blanket. "Be careful, don’t get sick."
"Oh... adjust the air conditioner."
She didn’t even have the energy to lift her eyelids. She pouted her lips and whispered, still hiding herself in the quilt.
With fewer blankets, she felt empty. She was afraid that Bruce would become lustful when she slept and rush over again and again.
She no longer had the strength to endure that again.
Bruce adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner for her. He looked up at the window and reminded her, "It’s time for dinner."
"No, I want to sleep."
She might not be able to hold the chopsticks now. She didn’t want to sit on Bruce and be fed by him. She would rather starve herself.
"Sleep for a while. Don’t take the medicine."
After Bruce finished speaking, he did not look at the little face that had instantly changed on the bed. He got up and left the bedroom.
When Hilla heard the sound of the door closing, she opened her eyes. Her gaze fell on the drawer of the bedside table. Inside was the anti- pregnancy medicine that she had bought. Although she had used the test paper, the medicine was still there.
Thinking of the condom that Bruce had taken out halfway, Hilla’s heart skipped a beat, and her gaze gradually became deeper.
He deliberately made love with her today, deliberately stopped in the middle, and then deliberately told her this afterward. Did he see what was in the bag, reminding her or comforting her?
What did he mean?
For some reason, Hilla suddenly felt that she was no longer sleepy. She moved and sat up.
The quilt slid down from her chest, revealing her smooth shoulder and collarbone.
Hilla blinked and stared at the tightly closed door, deep in thought.
She couldn’t understand Bruce now. Did he really not care?
Why did she feel uncomfortable?
Hilla covered her chest and felt that she would have a heart attack. She quickly got up and took a sip of the water on the table while enduring the pain.
Feeling the cold liquid across her blood vessels, she felt more comfortable and breathed a sigh of relief.
The night was getting darker. It was getting late. If it was before, she would probably
shrink back into the quilt and wait for Bruce to bring food to her. But now, Halle was here, and she wanted to have dinner with her.
After taking a bath and changing the clothes, Hilla went downstairs slowly.
In the living room, Halle was sitting on the sofa in high spirits, drinking the fish soup. It was very delicious. Hilla had smelled it from such a distance and suddenly felt hungry.
"Do we have fish soup tonight? It smells so good. Auntie, I want to have a taste."
Smelling the food, Hilla immediately jumped to the opposite side of Halle and sat down, her eyes shining.
Halle raised her head and smiled. "I thought you were going to sleep until late into the night."
The smile in Halle’s eyes was a little pleasant and teasing. Hilla met her eyes that seemed to see through everything and blushed in embarrassment.
She argued in a low voice, "I, I’m not that lazy, right?"
"If you are not lazy, it only means that Bruce is not strong enough."
A strong fragrance suddenly drifted in front of her. A bowl of hot soup was placed in front of her. Hearing this sarcastic remark, Hilla looked up and saw the strange smile on Horton’s face. She always felt that he had some bad ideas.
"Why are you at my house?"
Hilla looked around and said, "Where’s Auntie and Bruce?"
"Auntie went back early. As for Bruce, I asked him to go buy some things."
Horton said it as if it was natural, and the pink apron on his body was particularly prominent.
Hilla stared at Horton and narrowed her eyes. "You actually ordered my husband to buy things. I didn’t even instruct him."
Horton smiled contemptuously. "Protect your husband? Okay, I made the fish soup for Halle. You should stop drinking."
"Bruce has lived like a Prince for thirty years. He has a bunch of bad habits, and he should be handled occasionally."
Having said that, Hilla quickly picked up the bowl and took a sip. The fish soup was delicious. Although Horton was mean, the food he made was really delicious. Hilla couldn’t help but smack her lips. It was really delicious!
At the door, Bruce, who had just returned, frowned. He felt that he had gone to the wrong door!