The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Lindsey hated her teeth when she thought of the baby in her belly, almost lost because of her pranks.

Just because she hates Aurora doesn’t mean she’s going to pass that hatred on to Old Mr. Palvin.

Obviously, the Rhett couple actually still have doubts about Lindsey, otherwise they wouldn’t have dragged Aurora over to apologize.

The night of the incident, I did not see The Palvin family apologize, this will Old Mr. Grant can not, need to ask to Lindsey to apologize, this heart how reluctant, is a person can see.

A few dozen seconds of time, each trying to figure out the other’s psychology, who refused to take the initiative to speak again.

For Rhett and his wife, in their capacity to personally apologize to Lindsey, is already given enough face. But I didn’t expect Lindsey didn’t buy it at all, and even sneered in general.

This is just like a public slap in their face.

After an unknown amount of time, Master Roy’s assistant opened the door and politely invited Lindsey in to start the needle.

Lindsey answered, got up bashfully and entered the ward.

The various instruments at the bedside were much more normal, and Old Mr. Palvin’s heartbeat had returned to a relatively steady value.

Lindsey took a glance, bent down and carefully followed Master Roy’s instructions, and took out the silver needles one by one.

It was already early in the morning when Lindsey yawned and said to Master Roy, “Master, Old Mr. Palvin’s heartbeat has recovered to a stable level, please check his pulse.

Master Roy nodded and, with the help of his young apprentice, moved to the bedside to check Old Mr. Palvin’s pulse again.

Lindsey, feeling a bit tired, simply sat down in a chair and waited, not even looking at the Rhett family the whole time.

Master Roy tasted the pulse and quietly pronounced a Buddhist verse, saying, “Please go back to rest, Lindsey, and apply the needle again tomorrow afternoon.

Bruce was not happy when he heard that he had to come twice. “Lindsey is not feeling well, Master, you see …”

Master Roy turned his head, his face smiled in Bruce’s direction, and said with words in his mouth, “Grant young master why bother to tangle, everything take a step back, would not it be better for each to be comfortable.”

Bruce also wanted to retort, only to be stopped by Lindsey.

Farewell to the master downstairs, Lindsey once back in the car, yawned repeatedly. “I’m really tired, suffering your son, so late can not sleep.”

“The master is also really, his little apprentice can not cast needles, why do you have to come.” Bruce complained and naturally rubbed her shoulders. “I have to come back tomorrow, I’m sick of seeing Rhett’s family.”

“I’m sick of it, too, but I can’t help it.” Lindsey sighed. “Don’t forget that our marriage was written by the master himself, so if you can’t stand the sight of them, just treat them like air.”

Bruce saw that she was extremely tired and did not say anything, but moved to facilitate her to lie down with her legs on her back.

When she got home it was late at night, Lindsey didn’t know how she got back to her room, and she didn’t take a shower, so she hit the bed and fell asleep.

In her dream, she somehow managed to get back to Newport, with the sea shimmering gold and the sunset on fire.

“Lindsey, I’ll be there for you!” The man’s voice was vaguely grim, and the laugh was ghost-like.

Lindsey woke up in shock, her chest beating wildly.

“Dreaming?” Bruce’s arms came around and gently hugged her waist. “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Lindsey sweated and shrank into his arms out of habit, her voice slurred. “I had a dream about Kayden, the first time in years, and it didn’t feel good.”

Bruce also came to his senses, his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

If she hadn’t mentioned it, he would have forgotten about it.

The wedding was held in the Royal Garden, he would definitely know the news, even if Rodolfo did not say, the third aunt will reveal the news to him.

“Don’t worry, grandpa has arranged two more guards for me.” Lindsey tilted her head and kissed his chin, found a comfortable position in his arms, and drifted back to sleep.

Bruce couldn’t sleep, so he waited until she was asleep and quietly reached for the phone he had left on the nightstand and lowered his voice to give Cary a call.

Before leaving, this matter must be dealt with, Lindsey is not alone now, can not make any mistakes.

Because of her wedding leave, Lindsey didn’t have to go to school for a while. The next day she woke up and took a shower, changed into comfortable home clothes, and yawned all the way to the living room.

Bruce was up at some point, holding his laptop and working on company business. When he saw her come out, he immediately put down his laptop and got up to pour her milk.

“It’s not good to drink milk on an empty stomach.” Lindsey smiled sleepily at him and hurriedly turned around and slipped away to the kitchen.

Bruce put down his computer and got up to follow him with the milk, a light smile on his lips.

Lindsey heard the movement behind her and shrugged, ignoring him and continuing on her way.

“I had logistics make your favorite mango puff pastry, and puff pastry phoenix claws.” Bruce had no choice but to remind her. “You should eat something first and then drink the milk.”

“That’s very kind of you.” Lindsey stopped, turned on her tiptoes and kissed him on the chin. “Go ahead and get busy, I’ll meet you in the living room when I’m done eating.”

Bruce shook his head and followed him all the way to the dining room with the milk and sat down.

Lindsey made him look uncomfortable, finished two mango crisps, hurriedly brought the milk over, and finished it in one gulp. “Okay, I’m done drinking, you can go.”

Bruce smiled, not meaning to leave.

Lindsey bitter face, himself a bowl of porridge a bite to finish, he then got up and led her hand back to the living room. “Breakfast can not be perfunctory, you are now three people it, put my son starved slim how to do.”

“Thin slim ah.” Lindsey heartlessly backtalk. “I’m slim.”

Bruce knew he couldn’t talk her out of it, so he just stopped.

Lindsey raised her eyebrows proudly, opened her laptop to read the news, and suddenly asked, “Can I join the army?”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

“Yes, you can, but the conditions are too hard, I can’t let you suffer.” Bruce stopped moving his hands and looked at her sideways. “Why do you suddenly want to join the army.”

“Not all of a sudden, I’ve always wanted to.” Lindsey moved the computer away, eyes wavering as she looked at him and smiled. “I don’t feel comfortable with you, in case you get hooked up with someone else, wouldn’t I be at a loss.”

“But the station is really hard.” Bruce actually wanted her to go with the army, but also knew that the idea was unrealistic. “Grandpa wouldn’t approve.”

Lindsey frowned, reached out and took the computer back again, eyes staring at the screen for a while, suddenly happy smile open. “I have a way to get Grandpa to agree.”

Bruce turned his head sideways, his doting gaze running over her face for a moment before retracting it calmly.

Whenever she said that, there was a good chance that she wouldn’t be able to do it, and there was a good chance that Old Mr. Grant would reject it as soon as she opened her mouth.

Lindsey didn’t notice his expression, he was thinking about it beautifully for a while, and then he fell down again.

It didn’t seem to make sense for her to talk about it, and Old Mr. Grant would surely come up with a whole list of reasons, such as the convenience of B-town and the baby’s need for nutrition.

After thinking about it for a while, Lindsey inadvertently opened a video, and after watching the content, she was overjoyed. “Hey, I really thought of a way this time.”

Bruce once again put down the task at hand and leaned over to look at her laptop screen.

Seeing that she was watching a foreign TV show, he laughed bitterly. “You’re not going to use that to convince him, are you?”

“Why not.” Lindsey’s eyes shone brightly. “Experts have said that proper fetal education will make children smarter.”

“Experts say what they think and what they don’t think, and some time ago they said fetal education was useless.” Bruce clearly doesn’t see eye to eye. “If you tell that to Grandpa, you’ll probably be mocked.”

Lindsey frowned, annoyed, and pushed him away. “You go cool off, I’ll figure it out myself.”

Bruce happened to have something to deal with as well, so he sat straight back up and went back to work.

Lindsey flipped through the news for a while, finding nothing to read, and suddenly had a sudden urge to name the baby.

After calculating the expected date of birth, she did some calculations on the web based on the projected birth date, and then asked Bruce, “Does it sound good to name the baby Mark Grant?”

“No.” Bruce did not even raise his head. “Let grandpa take the name, according to the generation, you can give them a nickname.”

“It’s not that simple, just call them Dabao and Xiaobao.” Lindsey thought about it, and sullenly closed the web page.

Bruce casually responded, reacted after a while and seriously asked. “What did you say the baby’s nickname was.”

Lindsey answered in passing. “See you tomorrow, Dabao.”

Bruce instantly burst out laughing. “I think our son will hate you later.”

“Then what’s the name.” Lindsey couldn’t help but laugh too, the jingle was just too smooth.

Bruce put down his laptop and reached out to take her into his arms, laughing pleasantly, “Take your time thinking about it, it’s still a few months away anyway.”

Lindsey thought about it, and stopped dwelling on it.

It was almost noon, so the two of them packed up and had the guard prepare a car to go to Nine Lakes Mountain.

Old Mr. Grant knew Lindsey was going to give Old Mr. Palvin a shot, but didn’t say anything, just asked Bruce when he was going to leave.

“When Lindsey’s vacation is over, I’d like to go with her for a maternity visit before we go.” Bruce hung his head in silence. “It’s only a matter of days.”

Old Mr. Grant didn’t say anything, greeted Jack to bring the chess board over, and played chess in the living room.

After two games, lunch was ready, so the two of them accompanied Old Mr. Grant to have lunch, waited for him to take a lunch break, and then held hands and went out of the yard to get the car.

When they got to the parking area, Randy appeared from some corner with an uncomfortable look on his face. “My cousin has set up a banquet to make amends to the two of you, I don’t know when you are free.”

“No need to make amends, just tell him to stop fooling around in the future.” Bruce embraced Lindsey and looked at Randy with a meaningful gaze. “That’s what you meant, right?”

Randy neither denied nor admitted it, but looked at Lindsey steadily and asked, “It didn’t hurt you that day, did it?”

“Master Gregor thinks too much, if your cousin really hurt me, you might not even have the chance to see him.” Lindsey had a smile on her face, but her tone was icy cold. “If our Old Mr. Grant is really angry, you can’t afford it.”

Randy was silent, knowing the truth of what she said, and didn’t push it.

Bruce raised his hand to check the time and smiled apologetically. “We still have to go back downtown, Gregor division chief are you okay.”