The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Apparently, Old Mr. Grant did not hear the wailing in Edwin’s heart, and only reprimanded Bruce severely for his drinking, and then got up and left the living room.

Aidan intentionally stayed at the end and waited for Edwin and Old Mr. Grant to get into the car and leave before he said to Bruce in an unhurried manner, “Be careful what you say and do in the future, don’t give anyone any leverage.”

“Got it, thank you for your advice.” Bruce stood up and bowed in a dignified manner. “I’ll go to my room first.”

Aidan nodded and joined Laura out of the living room.

Back in the car, Aidan, who had never cared about trivial matters, couldn’t help but ask, “Old Mr. Grant seems especially nervous about that Lindsey kid.”

“The Grant family has an offspring, twins.” Laura smiled. “I just found out too.”

Aidan was stunned, then dumbfounded.

No wonder Edwin had made such a big fuss about it, and Old Mr. Grant hadn’t even been moved, so he knew Lindsey was pregnant.

The Grant family has an offspring, this is a big thing, Old Mr. Grant is afraid just can not wait to hold on.

The day Charlotte gave birth, he made a special trip to the hospital to see how much he wanted a great-grandchild.

Raising a hand to pat Laura’s shoulder, Aidan faintly commanded, looking happy to lean back in his chair and close his eyes to rest.

The Grant family home.

Bruce entered the living room and burst out laughing, grabbing his laptop and turning it on.

Lindsey handed over the warm milk, her expression was very narrow. “Buying someone a drink and then hacking them once, that’s something you can’t do.”

“It was you who hacked him first.” Bruce was not convinced. “How did it become my business.”

Lindsey tilted her eyes, and the meaning was clear: You didn’t deny it either.

Bruce laughed and unconsciously touched his nose, thinking why should he deny it.

The Gregor family what identity, Ezra Harris in public to try to hold Lindsey also hurt people, but also not Xing people with means of what it.

As for Ezra Harris, his words can be believed by Edwin, Old Mr. Grant will not believe.

Thinking, Bruce took out his cell phone and gave Cary a call, asking if he was working late or had returned.

At the other end of the line, Cary said something, Bruce smiled and promised to hang up.

Lindsey saw that he was being secretive and couldn’t help but remind him. “Edward and Lily are getting married tomorrow, don’t forget.”

“Can’t forget, I’m still waiting for Edward to call me brother-in-law.” Bruce laughed again and leaned lazily into her. “I’m a little light-headed, go get some rest early.”

Lindsey raised her hand to check the time and nodded with a smile.

The Hawke family Old Mr. Grant had fallen downstairs and had been taken to the hospital, and was not doing well.

Lindsey asked carefully about the symptoms and the specific situation, and asked which ward he was in, and pulled Bruce up. “I have to go over there.”

Bruce was a little unhappy, but considering that Lily was her sister and that Edward had taken care of her in Africa, he reluctantly agreed: “Okay.”

Lindsey could tell he wasn’t too happy and pretended to be angry. “Careful.”

“Who’s being careful …,” Bruce said back to the air and turned to his closet to get another jacket to change into.

When they arrived at the military hospital by car, Edward was already waiting downstairs.

The three of them met and went into the elevator together. Bruce looked at Edward’s face and said, “When will the test results come out?”

“About another hour.” Edward bowed his head and blamed himself, “I was going to help him up, but he said no.”

“You can’t be blamed for this. Old people are older, their bones are weaker, and their body functions will slowly fail.” Lindsey reassured, looking at Bruce with warning eyes.

Bruce did not know what she meant and was forced to swallow back the words that had come to his lips.

When she came to the hospital room, Lindsey looked at the X-ray and squeezed Old Mr. Grant’s ankle, asking him if he felt any tingling.

Old Mr. Grant was not in good spirits and could not catch his breath after a few words.

Lindsey frowned and gave up asking, throwing Bruce a look, carefully holding his ankle, the misaligned bones back a little.

She was very careful, but it still hurt Old Mr. Grant.

Luckily, Old Mr. Grant was still conscious and did not pass out from the pain. After the bones were squared, Lindsey checked his pulse again, left the prescription for a while, and waited for Old Mr. Grant to fall asleep, then dragged Bruce downstairs.

Old Mr. Grant could not get out of the hospital, so naturally the wedding could not be held, which was a pity that an auspicious day.

The next day, Lindsey woke up early, first went to the logistics side to see the puppies, followed by a casual walk in the yard.

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After walking for a while, she stopped to look at the sparrows on the grass and didn’t notice Bruce following her. In a moment, she only felt a sinking shoulder, clean and crisp breath instantly brushed across her cheeks.

Lindsey turned around in amusement and looked at him in disbelief. “I thought you said you had a headache from drinking too much, why are you up so quickly?”

“I can’t sleep anywhere without you.” Bruce sighed and took her hand as he continued to stroll through the yard. “I’ve been gone for a week, and every time I come back and try to spend some time with you, there’s always someone who doesn’t know how to interrupt.”

“You’re not the only one who’s aggravated, I’m aggravated and your son is aggravated, we haven’t said anything.” Lindsey spat at him in displeasure. “You’re a big man, can’t you be a little more manly.”

Bruce stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes lingering for a second on her delicate petal-like lips, bent down and picked her up directly, turned around and walked back. “Who says I’m not manly, prove it.”

Lindsey shrunk in his arms, giggling out loud, and not forgetting to reach out to tickle him.

As soon as they entered the living room, they saw Hector and Larissa sitting on the couch with a murderous look on their faces.

Lindsey looked at them suspiciously for a while and spoke in surprise, “What are you two doing here?”

“I wanted to register a few days later, and he didn’t approve.” Larissa grimaced, accusingly. “It’s not like you don’t go all the time, but you won’t let me sleep early in the morning and you have to go do the paperwork.”

“What’s the procedure for a vacation?” Lindsey looked at the two of them with disdain, looking at them like idiots. “There’s nothing wrong with you guys.”

Hector ducked his head and darted his eyes around to his toes.

He did forget about the holiday, thinking that on Monday, he would go early to get the wedding done, so that everyone would have peace of mind.

Larissa is probably also angry confused, this will listen to Lindsey a reminder, instantly bashful red face.

The couple quarrel, but also early in the morning to disturb them, really should be too much …

The silence for a moment, Lindsey speechless look at the two of the twisted look, directly blast them out.

Hector heard Lindsey blast Larissa away, anxious to stand up at once, bending down to pick her up, a wind like out of the side yard.

This speed … Lindsey secretly staggered, gaze fell back to the neglected Bruce, suddenly smiled. “Brother Bruce, I want to see the abs …”

Bruce’s mouth twitched, sitting down by himself and ignoring her nonsense.

Lindsey, seeing that he wouldn’t agree, simply sat over and reached over to tug on his shirt. “Just look at it, or the holidays will be over and I won’t be able to watch it for a long time.”

“You’ll bring my son down.” Bruce protested sternly. “No looking.”

“Cut it out, no look.” Lindsey let go of him, got her laptop and refined the project plan for the public hospital, then opened the website and searched for pictures.

She originally searched for the design and plan of the hospital, but in order to tease Bruce, she deliberately moved away from the laptop and pretended she was searching for pictures of beautiful men.

Sure enough, she just moved away less than a minute, Bruce leaned over and looked at her screen.

“What are you doing? Go back to your study, don’t disturb my work.” Lindsey pretended to be angry. “I’m not looking at anything.”

Bruce, silently rubbing his nose, moved back to his original position.

Lindsey put down her computer, grabbed an apple and nibbled on it, giggling at the screen.

Probably she made too much noise, Bruce could not help but probe over to take a look.

It turned out that she was actually watching a cartoon, so he was speechless.

Nearly 11 o’clock, Edward’s phone call, said Old Mr. Grant’s injury has been much better, but still relatively weak, the wedding postponed until the New Year.

Lindsey chatted with him on the phone for a while, just as a food advertisement flashed on the screen, hung up the phone and moved to Bruce’s side, saying petulantly, “Let’s go out for lunch, okay?”

“Okay, what do you want to eat?” The smile on Bruce’s face suddenly surged. “Eat me better, and look at the abs on the way.”

“Fuck off!” Lindsey feigned annoyance, reached over and dragged her laptop over, pointing to the ad on the screen, “Let’s go with this one, it’s supposedly authentic.”

Bruce glanced at it and nodded his head in agreement. “Okay, we’ll go if you want to eat.”

Lindsey saw his agreement and immediately went to her room happily to change her clothes.

When she came to the garage in the main courtyard, Lindsey overheard several large trucks parked in front of the quadrangle opposite the main gate, and curiously lifted her foot out of the gate.

The courtyard across the street is also a century-old mansion, but the scale is not as large as The Grant family’s, nor is it as well preserved as this one, which is a slightly larger mansion than an ordinary courtyard.

When Bruce came out, he smiled and said, “You’ll be able to eat donkey meat hotpot next month.”

“You’re not really going to set up store in that mansion, are you?” Lindsey froze, she just said yes, she didn’t mean for him to open it at all for sure.

Bruce gave her an affirmative look and pulled her back into the yard to get in the car.

Lindsey was still a bit confused, after the car drove out of the yard, she subconsciously looked again, weakly said: “I did not ask you to really drive, just a joke, you are too extravagant.”

“How do you call it extravagant? I earn my own money, I can spend it however I want.” Bruce lifted his hand and wrapped it around her shoulders, the gentle smile in Mochu’s eyes intensified: “As long as you’re happy.”

“I am indeed happy …,” Lindsey said with a dry smile, looking down and taking out her phone to brush up on Twitter.

Bruce’s serious attitude about everything made her a little uncomfortable.

The last time it was a plane, this time it was a hotel, she was in a trance, she said she wanted to pick stars, as long as within his ability, he might send himself to space.

But on the other hand, her heart felt sweet.

What Hailie what Aurora are like floating clouds, the wind will blow away.

Anyway, with Bruce spoiling her, and most of The Grant family’s assets in her name, she has nothing to worry about.

When Lindsey got out of the car, she realized that the environment was not as good as the donkey meat hot pot, and there was no place, so she had to wait in line for a number.

I had no choice but to sit back in the car and go to Hector’s duck restaurant.

They don’t need to book a table, they give extra tables when they arrive. This would have been fine, but it just so happened that all five tables today were booked by the same person, Bruce and Lindsey went in and caused that person’s displeasure.