The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

When he arrived home, Fiona had just gotten up, and when she saw the two enter together, she froze for a long time before reacting.

“Didn’t you say you’d arrive at noon, why so soon.” She thoughtfully took Warren’s bag and smiled gently: “You’re starving, aren’t you?”

Lindsey gave her a big smile and a happy hug: “We took the earliest flight back, how are you, did you throw up a lot.”

“Fine.” Fiona patted her back and said with concern, “What about you, you’re not used to living there, are you?”

“Definitely not, the sand is so strong, look at my face is all rough.” Lindsey smilingly pulled her into the sofa, breathlessly touched his face: “Also the water over here nourishes people.”

The side was ignored Warren expression softened down, rolled up his sleeves to wash his hands.

Lindsey secretly looked at his back, quietly muttered with Fiona: “Today I have to stay at home all day, the evening departure back to Cloud Mountain, we will go shopping later.”

After saying that, remembering that Fiona was pregnant, she hastily changed her mind.” Better forget it, my brother would scold me if something happened.”

Fiona sniffed: “You are so afraid of him?”

“Scared, very scared …” Lindsey made a mischievous face and giggled: “You’re not scared too.”

Fiona’s cheeks flushed a little pink and she pouted, “You’re still laughing.”

“No more laughing, no more laughing, my good sister-in-law.” Lindsey laughed for a while longer before gradually stopping, “I’m going to take a nap, I was too happy last night, I didn’t sleep all night.”

“Go on.” When Fiona saw Warren coming, she blushed and slowly got up to greet him.

Lindsey threw her a meaningful smile and ran away briskly.

Warren had gone back to camp, leaving Fiona and the nanny alone in the house.

After washing her face, she changed her clothes and ate lunch with Fiona, thinking left and right, and finally decided to go back to the guest house to accompany Bruce.

She decided to go back to the guest house to be with Bruce. She was still a guest, Lindsey reassured herself, and walked briskly.

The room had lost its strange smell, but it was quiet.

“Bruce, are you there?” Lindsey shouted in a low voice as she stepped inside.

When she got out of the hallway, she saw that Bruce was still sleeping, and the fast food box on the nightstand seemed to have been left open.

Lindsey raised her hand to check the time, lightened her footsteps and went over to the bed, carefully squatting next to it. He was sleeping solidly, with long, dark eyelashes, casting a pale shadow on his white, thin face.

The frown between the eyebrows, as if with endless resentment, makes her heart ache.

The people outside only see his scenery and think he can live a life without worries even if he is ruined, who cares about the pain he suffers.

The tips of her fingers trembled as she stroked over his high nose, moving a little to his furrowed brow and rubbing it lightly.

“You’re here?” The sleeping Bruce suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had not understood what had happened.

Lindsey calmly withdrew her hand and sat down naturally, with a big smile on her face. “I was afraid you’d starve to death in here, so I came to check.”

“Yeah?” Bruce answered seemingly casually, his heart flushed with a sweet feeling.

Lindsey didn’t answer, but got up and picked up the lunchbox on the bedside table and opened it carefully.

The lunchbox hadn’t been delivered long ago, so I could still feel a hint of warmth in my hand. She couldn’t help but take a deep breath as she lowered her head and smelled the aroma of the food. “Get up and go wash your face and eat, or it will get cold.”

“I …” Bruce was silent, he would like to get up, the problem is he can’t get up.

“Look at my forgetfulness.” Lindsey smiled to herself, casually put the lunch box on the coffee table, went over and bent down to help him get up.

The elegant body scent, if any, into the nose, Bruce’s heart swings, the body inexplicably become hot.

Once Lindsey entered the state of a nurse, her brain naturally blocked out the feelings of men and women, and moved professionally and skillfully to move him to the wheelchair and push him to the bathroom to wash up.

Bruce did not say anything, Lindsey’s goodness has long been deep in his heart, no need to use pale words to express.

The lunch was delivered by the hotel’s Chinese restaurant, the food was not good, but the taste was good.

Bruce did not dare to eat more, nor did he dare to drink more water, he ate about seven minutes full and then let go of his chopsticks.

“Do you want to go out for a walk?” Lindsey cleaned up his lunchbox and handed him a tissue: “I’ll die of boredom if I stay here all the time.”

“Better not.” Bruce looked down at his lap, barely concealing his loss.

Lindsey paused, turned and walked to the window to look down.

There was a basketball court behind the hotel guest house, surrounded by tall, lush broadleaf ficus, so it would be nice to get some air down there instead of going out into the street.

With her mind made up, she looked back and smiled sweetly: “Just downstairs, not far away.”

Bruce heard her say that, and did not continue to object.

When they came to the basketball court, there were some old men playing chess under one of the banyan trees, and they looked at each other with a smile and slowly paced over.

Lindsey is not too keen on playing chess, but she is still very good at it. After standing on the edge and watching for a while, I saw Bruce watching with great interest and suddenly felt funny.

I remembered that Old Mr. Grant said that he didn’t like chess since he was a kid and his level was really bad, but I didn’t expect that he was so serious about watching chess.

After about half an hour of watching, the old men broke up the game and went home, and Lindsey consulted Bruce and went back to the guest room.

The day went by in a flash. After dinner, Warren didn’t go home for the first time, but took Fiona with him and stayed in the hotel room with Lindsey.

Grandpa is getting older, and as the youngest grandson, he couldn’t be around, so he felt guilty.

took out the things he prepared for grandpa, and he spoke in a deeper tone than usual: “This time when you go back, make sure you take care of grandpa.”

“I will.” Lindsey subconsciously leaned towards Fiona.

Warren noticed her reaction and stopped talking.

How come she doesn’t know fear when she hits someone, every time she sees herself, she’s that afraid of him!

Fiona has long been familiar with their siblings getting along, and smiled to round up the situation. When we got to almost 10 o’clock, her pregnancy drowsiness kicked in, causing her to yawn frequently.

Warren felt sorry for her and picked her up and took her out of the guest room.

When we left B City to go to the airport, we used the VIP lane and basically didn’t have to wait in line. This time, they went through the security checkpoint honestly and entered the boarding room from the lounge with ordinary passengers.

Lindsey understands her brother’s cautious style, but it’s Bruce who suffers.

Fortunately, the journey went smoothly and without any problems. The plane landed at Cloud Mountain at 2 a. m. The two of them contacted the driver who came to receive them and took a car into the city.

Cloud Mountain is located in the southwest of H, a notoriously poor province, and even at night, you can see the big difference with L city.

The place to stay is right in the center of town, a three-star hotel, and the two of them have rooms right next to each other.

After entering the room, Lindsey recalled Bruce’s embarrassing incident in L city, Judas did not feel comfortable going around his room before going back to sleep.

The moment the room door closed, Bruce’s heart also became empty.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Take out the phone, he hesitated for a long time, fingertips fell to the screen slowly dialed a group of encrypted numbers.