Chapter 148: Why Don’t You Wear Shoes

The loud sound of the car crash and the subsequent explosion alarmed all the creatures and vehicles around, including the speeding black car.

“Great! Bruce is doomed to die this time!”

When Patrick heard the voice, he subconsciously turned around. He only saw the dazzling flames and the surrounding wails and misery.

He could conceal his joy. The flame reflected the light in his eyes.

“Bruce finally dies.”

Although he couldn’t use Hilla to threaten Bruce to get money and benefits, the revenge made him pleased. He laughed crazily.

Hilla looked at overjoyed Patrick and immediately became gloomy and cold.

She clenched her hands, ignoring the pain on her shoulders.

This result made her heart suddenly shrink. Anger rushed out of her pain.

Bruce was dead? Their target was him.

Hilla didn’t dare to look at the dazzling and soaring flames behind her. She kept glaring at the excited Patrick.

In the past, she felt that fighting was fun. She fought because she had to protect herself from being bullied.

However, now, Hilla felt only a fight would be able to dispel her complicated emotion.

Her eyes turned red and she held back her tears. When the people in the car were so excited about the explosion and became relaxed, Hilla suddenly grabbed Patrick’s collar.

She sneered and revealed viciousness, “If he dies, you go to accompany him.” She punched Patrick’s face forcefully.

The people in the car were shocked by this sudden accident. The two men next to Hilla reacted and were about to grab the crazy woman.

The space in the car was limited. The men were tall but not good at fighting. Moreover, their bodies were stiff. Although they were strong, they could not carry out what they wanted.

Hilla was agile. Although the space was limited, she was nimbler than the others.

Moreover, she never fought with strength. She stretched out two fingers and turned her wrist. Then the man’s elbow was heavily flicked.

Soreness caused the man to lose his arm strength. Seeing this, the other man deliberately avoided Hilla’s hand and was going to grab her hands with force.

Patrick crawled out from the bottom of the car and covered his face which was so painful that he was about to lose consciousness. He shouted angrily, “Beat her to death…”

Before he could finish, a heavy kick landed on his chest and he rolled off the seat.

Hilla wore a pair of short heels. She regretted that she didn’t wear a pair of slender and long heels so that she could kick through Patrick’s chest.

The middle-aged man sitting in the front passenger seat was instantly confused. He looked at Patrick, who was so painful that he could not get up, and shouted nervously, “Young Master, are you alright? We quickly capture this woman and tie her up.”

He was right. They should not keep Hilla alive. The information Rudi gave them was not wrong. Although Hilla looked weak and powerless, she was not easy to deal with.

They underestimated their enemy. Fortunately, the two bodyguards they hired were good.

They worked together to catch Hilla’s hands a few times.

However, Hilla had legs. She was like a furious lion. The back seats of the car were in chaos. Hilla was not very skilled.

However, in this narrow place, she had advantages. In addition, she was good at hitting people’s vital parts. Although she poked them lightly, it would make the two bodyguards lose strength instantly.

Soon, the two men shrunk in the back seat and were unable to move.

Patrick struggled to get up several times. However, before he could get up, his back was heavily kicked, causing him to groan in pain again. He fell to the ground, and his internal organs seemed to be crushed by Hilla’s kick.

Hilla fought from the back seats to the front. She stepped on Patrick and was going to grab the steering wheel.

The middle-aged man was the housekeeper of the Palmore Group and had some skills. However, his eyes focused on Patrick, who was trampled by Hilla. In addition, Hilla was agile. After venting her rage, she showed extraordinary fighting strength.

She hit the back of the middle-aged man’s head and instantly knocked him out. The man didn’t have time to turn around and resist her.

The driver was shocked when he saw Hilla rushing up.

She had beaten four men so quickly. Was she Captain Marvel?

After the car swayed a few times in the chaos, James saw the car swayed for a while and finally stopped. Then he saw the driver scrambling away from the car.

The driver was running and shouting as if he had seen a ghost.

“Mr. Anderson, Mrs. Anderson is still in the front car.”

The moment James stopped the car, Bruce rushed down.

In the car.

Hilla sat alone in a daze. She stepped on Patrick who was struggling to get up.

After being stepped on several times, he seemed to be unable to stand up.

The two men behind him were on the verge of death. Their strength had been used up as they could not even move their fingers. They could only shrink in the back seat.

Bruce opened the car door, Hilla became wary and fearful.

Tears were filled with her red eyes. She was shocked when she saw Bruce.

“Bruce, you’re alive!”

Hilla’s voice was soft but carried disbelief and nervousness.

Hilla was obviously surprised and delighted by the sudden appearance of Bruce.

“You fool. We haven’t lived together for an entire lifetime. How could I die?”

Bruce chuckled as he glanced at the mess in the car.

Although the result was beyond his expectations, he was glad that Hilla was able to protect herself. Unfortunately, Hilla saved herself before he saved her.

Whether a man could be an omnipotent husband depended on the ability of his wife. “It’s good that you didn’t die. They said that you died. I was scared just now.”

Hilla felt her chest stifling. She jumped into Bruce’s arms. She smelt his familiar scent and finally calmed down.

Today, she realized how important Bruce was to her.

…

Hilla and Bruce hugged each other tightly on the road. Hilla hooked Bruce’s neck and put her head on his shoulder. She sounded like crying.

“It’s good that you’re not dead. I don’t want you to die. Bruce, I’m totally scared.

She did not dare to look at the fire as well as the scene behind her. She was afraid that she would see a bloody scene when she turned around. She was also afraid of seeing Bruce’s body. She worried that the person in her heart had gone.

She could only know Bruce’s status from Patrick’s words. But the result she heard made her more worried.

She never felt such a panic. She thought she was left in this world.

Bruce wrapped around her waist tightly, making Hilla close to him. They sensed each other’s temperature and calmed down.

Bruce rejoiced. His palm grabbed Hilla’s neck and gradually slid down to her spine as if he was comforting the pitiful girl shivering in his arms.

“I am alive. You live in this world. How can I be willing to leave you?”

Bruce forced a smile and asked worriedly, “Are you injured? Did they hurt you?”

Hilla shook his head forcefully. Her tears fell down on Bruce’s shoulder and clothes.

She wanted to hug him until the end.

“Mr. Anderson, the police are here.”

James stepped forward. Although he avoided listening to them, he wanted to get some gossip.

Anyway, Bruce didn’t avoid them at this time. He hugged Hilla so tightly on the road.

Even if James heard something, Bruce couldn’t blame him.

He was a responsible and pure assistant.

“Clean up the place. No one can escape.”

Bruce took a glance at Patrick who was almost deformed from being stepped on. He bent down and picked up Hilla, walking straight to his car.

Hilla stayed in Bruce’s arms with her hands clutching the clothes on his chest. Only in this way could she feel safe.

Bruce could feel that Hilla was trembling in his arms. His face instantly became gloomier.

His cold eyes and pursed lips revealed his anger.

He hugged Hilla tighter. When they sat in the car, Hilla still held him tightly.

Bruce knew that Patrick did not scare her. What she was afraid of was the explosion

just now. She worried that he would die.

He felt heartache. He looked down and kissed her head.

Hilla kept still in his arms. But her hands that were holding his clothes had turned pale.

“Hilla, it’s fine now. Let’s go home.”

“Bruce, I’m scared.”

Hilla was silent for a moment. Her voice was low. Bruce could feel the clothing on his chest was wet. He knew that she was crying. He felt more painful.

Hilla was the apple of his eyes. No one could make her cry. Even if she cried for him, he could not forgive it.

“Don’t be afraid. You are brave today.”

Hilla was always brave, although her bravery sometimes made him distressed.

Hilla moved slightly. Finally, she lifted her head.

She flushed because she hugged Bruce tightly. Her eyes were redder than her face.

Although they were better than before, her red eyes were so eye-catching that they made Bruce feel heartache.

She looked up to Bruce carefully. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was able to subdue a few men on her own. But now, she was aggrieved and weak like an abandoned kitten.

“Bruce, you can’t scare me like this anymore. I’m not brave at all. What would I do if you died?”

She didn’t know what to do without Bruce. She only knew that she panicked. She only wanted to knock down all the people who harmed him.

She only wanted to quickly rush to and see him.

Fortunately, he was alive. He appeared in front of her. At that moment, she felt that the sun was glaring. The light in the sky was unbelievably bright.

Bruce took a deep breath, lowered his head, and kissed her heavily but gently.

He kissed her lips bit by bit, comforting her panic.

He kissed her lips and cheeks over and over again as if he had obtained a treasure.

Hilla gradually stopped tremble.

Hilla’s stiff body became soft in Bruce’s arms. She attached herself to him and allowed him to kiss her crazily.

When they returned to the Lakeshore Center, Hilla was completely exhausted and couldn’t move.

She relaxed after the huge shock. But she felt her strength had been sucked away.

Her legs were incredibly weak. But when Bruce put her on the bed, she tightly grabbed onto the clothes on his chest and said in a hoarse voice, “Are you leaving?”

“No, I’ll stay with you.”

Bruce’s gentle voice comforted her. Only then did she let out a slight sigh of relief.

She kept looking at him.

Bruce lowered his head and kissed her eyes. He gently rubbed against the hair on her forehead. He ruffled her hair and then straightened them.

“You stay here. I won’t go anywhere. Have a nice dream. I will stay here with you.”

Hearing this, Hilla loosened her grip. She moved her body inwards and empty half of the bed.

She gently grabbed his sleeve, like a spoiled child, “Sleep here with me.”

Just now, she thought she was going to lose Bruce. She didn’t want to have this feeling anymore.

Bruce took off his jacket and lay down without hesitation.

Hilla stuck to him and he pulled her into his arms.

It was only at the moment when they were close to each other that they felt incomparably intimate.

Bruce leaned to Hilla’s side and kissed her again.

…

The gentle kisses took away the uneasiness and hesitation of Hilla.

Her hands tightly grab Bruce’s shirt. She carefully lifted her upper body to respond to his kisses.

The air became romantic because of the fragrance of essential oil. Hilla breathed heavily and flushed, covering herself under the quilt.

Seeing she was shy, Bruce chuckled, “Now that you want to cover yourself. I have seen all over your body.”

Hilla felt that his face was getting hotter. Hearing what Bruce said, she felt embarrassed.

She moved her numb and painful lips and blinked. She felt wronged, “My lips are swollen.”

Although Bruce kissed her gently at the beginning, he couldn’t control himself as time went by.

If she didn’t force to stop, Hilla believed that Bruce would take care of her whole body as he wanted to comfort her.

When she was in Patrick’s car, she was upright and domineering. But when facing Bruce, she was like a weak girl who couldn’t take care of herself.

But she was not a weak girl.

“Then I’ll give you a massage.”

Looking at her red and attractive lips, Bruce gave her another light kiss. This time, he didn’t pester her.

He kissed her from her lips to her cheeks, ears, neck, and finally to her collarbone.

Their breathing became heavy in an instant. Hilla hurriedly pushed Bruce away in a panic. She flushed and complained, “You are not massaging.”

“Well, I didn’t use my hands. It’s the same to use lips.”

Bruce said seriously. Hilla felt that she had been flirted enough. He kept flirting with her. She couldn’t stand it.

She nudged him and whispered, “Go away. I want to sleep.”

Bruce stopped flirting with her. He kissed her forehead. His voice becoming more gentle and doting, “Have a nice dream. I’ll wake you up later to eat.”

“Are you leaving?”

Hilla became nervous.

She wanted to see Bruce when she woke up. She even wanted to see Bruce in her dream.

“No. I’ll stay here with you.”

Hilla smiled faintly. She looked particularly cheerful and happy, like a child who had received candy. She closed her eyes.

…

“Don’t worry. The bones of her forearm are well connected. She was frightened and will be fine after resting for two more days.”

Horton did a simple examination for Hilla and glanced at the girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed. His gaze fell on Bruce’s sleeve that was tightly grabbed.

Bruce was so lovey-dovey. Hilla was asleep. He could pull his sleeves out of her hands. As a result, Bruce had been sitting on the bed with her.

He was becoming a good husband.

Horton sneered at Bruce secretly. But he also felt unhappy when witnessing their public display of affection.

Was it great to have a wife? The grave of marriage could not only sacrifice a woman but also destroy a man.

“I didn’t expect Hilla is good at dealing with things. I heard that she beat up those kidnappers heavily. Three of Patrick’s ribs were broken by her. How miserable he is!”

The beautiful girl in bed was ruthless in reality. Thinking of it, Horton felt chill.

Fortunately, the two daughters of the Holt family had different personalities. Halle was gentle and would not beat others forcefully.

“Just three ribs.”

Bruce’s eyes were as hard as flint, revealing his ruthlessness.

No one could survive after hurting his woman.

“You don’t have to worry about Patrick. We have plenty of evidence to prove that he kidnapped Hilla. He won’t be able to escape this time. However, for Rudi, I’m afraid there was not enough evidence to support his deliberate murder. Besides, I’m afraid you have to explain it to Master Anderson.”

No matter what, it was cruel for Tyree to see his two grandsons hurt each other.

Even if Rudi intended to harm Bruce, he belonged to the Andersons. Tyree could give up Rudi. But he was unwilling to deal with Rudi.

Bruce hid his coldness and glanced at Hilla who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

She breathed steadily but still frowned faintly. It was obvious that she was not sleeping well.

“I will handle it.”

Bruce replied, and Horton didn’t say anything more. Seeing that Hilla was fine, he packed his things and turned around to remind Bruce.

“You should take a shower first. When she wakes up, I’m afraid she will stick to you more than now. By the way, don’t tell Halle this thing.”

Bruce looked up. His gaze shifted from Hilla to Horton.

Horton coughed awkwardly and guiltily, then took his things and quickly left without looking back.

Patrick could not escape this time. With the Anderson family’s efforts, Patrick was accused by everyone. He would stay in prison for the rest of his life.

As for Rudi, Bruce first went to see Tyree. On the night Tyree left the mansion, he got a brain infarction and was sent to the hospital. His health became worse and worse.

Cercei, sitting in the bar-room, put on a long face when hearing the news. At the same time, she sighed in relief.

Fortunately, Patrick had nothing to do with her after the incidents of the Palmore Group and Cornel Group. She hadn’t reached an agreement with Rudi. She had avoided a calamity. She could not hurt Hilla now.

Hilla woke up and felt much comfortable.

But she instantly sat up from the bed and looked around in panic.

Bruce disappeared.

A slight noise came from the bathroom. Hilla jumped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom. When she saw Bruce coming out of the bathroom, her eyes turned red again.

“You’re awake. Are you hungry?”

When Bruce saw her at the door, he paused for a moment and then smiled gently.

He reached out and rubbed her head.

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, he became serious and asked, “What’s the matter? Did you have a nightmare?”

Hilla put herself into Bruce’s arms, tightly hugging his bare waist. She felt wronged and complained in a low voice, “Didn’t you say you would accompany me? Why did you leave? I was scared just now? I thought I was dreaming. I thought you weren’t back.”

She was indeed scared when she didn’t see Bruce.

She was suddenly lifted from the air. Bruce picked her up and strode towards the bed. He pretended to reproach her, “Why don’t you wear shoes?”

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