The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

The reporters on the floor all held their breath and looked at her with anxious eyes.

Lindsey looked around the room, raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, “Between me and The Grant family …”

Halfway through her sentence, an SUV suddenly drove straight towards the crowd, at frightening speed.

The sleek design of the body, reflecting the sunlight with a dazzling brightness, came to an abrupt stop as the wheels scraped against the ground with an ear-piercing sound.

The first thing Lindsey did was to pull the dazed female reporter in front of her behind her.

The next moment, she felt her feet go up in the air and she was shoved into the carriage, dazed and carried away from the scene.

It took a while for the dizzy feeling to dissipate, but Lindsey came back to her senses, looked coldly at Bruce, who was driving, and said angrily, “You’re crazy!”

Bruce pursed his lips and kept quiet, his handsome face grim, his fingers clenched on the steering wheel, already bruised, as if he was about to explode in the next moment.

Lindsey was not afraid of his anger, however, and continued to stare at him. “Bruce, are you dumb!”

Bruce ignored her yell and kept speeding through the traffic.

Lindsey’s words were on her lips when she remembered that he had been injured earlier, and her breath caught in her throat.

After an unknown amount of time, the car pulled out of the city and headed for the suburbs, eventually stopping at the foot of a hill.

Lindsey’s body was carried by inertia and she slumped forward, hitting the back of the seat hard.

Bruce turned off the engine and opened the door alone and went down, turning his back on Lindsey and looking into the distance.

Lindsey was so dazed by the impact that it took him a while to recover, rubbing his temples with both hands.

Wasn’t he supposed to be in the army, why was he suddenly running back. The thoughts that flitted through her head made Lindsey feel deeply powerless and simply rested with her eyes closed, with no intention of getting down.

The two men faced each other through the car window, one inside the other in silence, neither willing to give in voluntarily.

It was getting dark, and the wind from the hills was blowing with a hint of coolness that kept brushing his cheeks.

Lindsey looked at his sullen, forlorn back with an indescribable feeling in her heart. It was the man she knew and loved best, so close, and yet she could not hold him.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

After a long time, Lindsey raised her hand to check the time and finally made up her mind to open the door and get out of the car.

The sound of the door closing, Bruce’s straight back shuddered slightly and he turned around abruptly, hugging her fiercely: “Lindsey …”

“Let’s face it, we can’t be together and I never loved you.” Lindsey brutally pushed him away, a happy enough smile floating across her face to pass for real. “Edward’s been good to me.”

Bruce dropped his eyes, his deep eyes looking straight into hers, trying to see what was going on deep inside her. “You think that’s nice? What about me!”

“The Lindsey that was once there is dead.” Lindsey’s tone faded to cold. “Dead on the vast savannah of Africa, and now standing before you, Edward’s girlfriend!”

“No!” Bruce shouted out of control and then, without warning, he slammed his palm into the neck below her ear.

Lindsey had no time to react before she fell limply into his arms.

Bruce shuddered as he held her close and kissed her lips in a near frenzy.

Three years ago, when he had awakened from his sleep, the first news he had heard was that his grandfather had agreed to marry The Palvin family and had left him one word: “Endure.”

He thought his grandfather had arranged Lindsey properly, only for her to disappear from B City into thin air.

Over the years, he had Carl search all over H, but could not find her, and no one told him where she had gone. It was only through constant effort that he joined the Air Force Special Forces, in order to one day, go and get her back himself.

Her lips were still as soft as ever, and Bruce sucked on them for a while in fascination, moving them away to murmur tremulously. “Lindsey, losing you would be like losing the dead to me.”

Unfortunately Lindsey couldn’t hear her, her eyes were closed and her inky brow was slightly furrowed, looking very unhappy.

Bruce couldn’t help but kiss her some more and carried her back to the car, turning around and driving in the direction of the Moon Pavilion.

There was a small courtyard at the back of the Moon Pavilion which served as a place for him to relax, but he had rarely stayed there since he had returned to the army in the past few years.

Pulling into the courtyard, Bruce inclined his head to look at Lindsey and was just about to push the door down when her icy voice came over unawares. “Don’t make me hate you.”

“Lindsey, what do you want me to do before you’ll come back to me.” Bruce hung his head helplessly, his hand on the steering wheel, his bones white to the bone. “I haven’t registered with Aurora, I haven’t even touched her.”

“Bruce …,” Lindsey shook her head off and spoke arduously, “I don’t want to live my life in the future with people talking about me.”

“Just give me some time and I’ll marry you .” Bruce’s face was tense and his anger was frightening.

Lindsey tugged at the corners of her lips and shook her head gently. “No, you see I’ve lived a full life without you for the last three years. Let yourself go, and let me go.”

Bruce looked at her incredulously, his mature face turning greenish grey, his deep eyes dimming a little.

This Lindsey was so strange, so unfamiliar that he was frightened.

Leaning over, he hugged her tightly, his voice hoarse. “Give me a hug …”

Lindsey’s heart softened as she remembered the day her grandfather had left, the way he’d held himself in his arms, the way he’d always made her sit on his lap and then controlled the wheelchair as it glided along, and hesitantly held out her arms.

“I was thinking of waiting for you for another six months, and if you don’t come back, I don’t want anything I’ll go find you.” Bruce tightened the force in his hands, his cheeks slipping through the wetness that dampened Lindsey’s shoulders. “I’m going to find you, no matter what the sky or the earth.”

Lindsey’s heart moved and she tried to push him away, only to have him hold her tighter.

His kisses fell, so reverently, so carefully. She closed her eyes and gave him no response, but who knew that he would suddenly go berserk and increase the force.

Lindsey came to her senses and violently pushed him away, opening the door and going down.

Bruce was faster than she was, grabbing her arm and yanking her back against the car, kissing her fiercely.

Lindsey remembered how he had taken her to the meadow for the night three years ago, and her mind went into a tizzy as she pushed him away again. “Take me back.”

“No way!” Bruce’s face turned extremely ugly for a moment and he struck again.

Lindsey had suffered a defeat once and dodged it in time, her pretty face surfacing in thin anger as she didn’t hesitate to cross him. “You’re so irrational, thanks to your grandfather’s high hopes for you!”

“I don’t want any sanity, three years, I’ve been walking around like a corpse for three years, tell me how I’m supposed to be sensible.” Bruce wouldn’t give up the hard way and was beaten back by her.

Lindsey huffed, one move more harsh than the next. “Don’t let me down on you, three years have come and gone haven’t they!”

“I’m not willing to wait another three years, Lindsey, my feelings for you have never changed!” Bruce was backed into a corner by her, his hand getting heavier and heavier.

Outside the small courtyard, Cary and Hector looked at each other.

Cary rubbed his nose, slightly speechless. “It’s a real fight … and I don’t know who loses or wins.”

“It won’t be Bruce anyway,” Hector rubbed his nose too, thinking that a fight would be good, otherwise Bruce would really go suffocating.

There was less and less movement inside, and after a while the courtyard door opened and Lindsey came out with a chilly face and a deep command. “Hector, take me back.”

“Yes, young lady.” Hector threw Cary a knowing look and quickly got into the car.

Lindsey didn’t even look back, determined to get in.

Bruce stood exhausted in the courtyard, watching her back disappear into the carriage, a spot in his chest that seemed to be empty, unable to be filled.

Lindsey felt bad too. She had thought she was dead, but in fact, she had been fooling herself.

Back at Larissa’s flat, the door opens and she falls into a warm embrace, her nose catching a sharp whiff of alcohol.

She pushes Edward away with all her strength, her eyebrows furrowing. “What’s wrong with you? I’m fine.”

“I was afraid you’d never come back.” Edward stepped back a little and looked at her with concern. “Did he do anything to you.”

Hearing Larissa say that she had been taken by Bruce had chilled his heart.

No matter how much time had passed, no matter what had happened in the meantime, no one could turn them against each other.

Even with Aurora in the old The Grant family home, Lindsey was still Bruce’s heart. He wasn’t the same man he had been back then, and there were more ways than he could defend against trying to force Lindsey back into The Grant family.

“You think so.” Lindsey gave him a blank look and grunted as she crossed over, reaching out to hug a crying Larissa. “Don’t worry, I’m back.”

“You scared the hell out of me …” Larissa cried again, tears and snot smeared all over her shirt. “I was really scared that you wouldn’t come back.”

“That’s enough of you two …” Lindsey patted her and waited until she had cried enough before she continued, “One by one, you’re cursing me.”

Larissa sobbed a few times and couldn’t help but break into tears.

Edward’s eyes dropped sadly and he sat there for a while, lost in thought, before leaving.

Lindsey’s heart beat for only one person, and her eyes could no longer see anyone else, just as they had three years ago when she had appeared in front of Bruce’s eyes, holding his hand and looking pretty.

At that moment, Bruce was the only one in her eyes.

He was the only one who could touch her emotions with every move she made.

Lindsey was so tired that she comforted Larissa and took a bath and lay down exhausted. She had been unhappy for the past three years and resented being counted by Aurora.

However, one of her and Bruce had to keep her sanity and not lose control at this time.

Her fund had not yet been officially set up, and she had come this far to see her wish fulfilled, and she must not let Aurora spoil it.

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The matter was turned over and the week passed quickly.

On Friday morning, Lindsey and Larissa met Edward at the styling studio and left for Century Uptown after the styling session.

It was the day of the launch of the Huiyi Charity Fund and Lindsey, as the project sponsor, needed to speak on stage. Larissa, as a partner, had to push all the events for her to take the stage.

When we arrived at the hotel by car, the red carpet session had not yet started, but there were thousands of invited journalists.

As soon as Lindsey stepped out of the car, she was spotted by the eagle-eyed journalists who swarmed around her.

Lindsey was overwhelmed with questions about the day she was taken.

Lindsey took the microphone from one of the reporters and looked up to see Bruce and Aurora coming together.