Chapter 22: I Won’t Let You Get Injured Anymore in the Future

The gentle light in the room illuminated the room. It cast a shadow on the two people cuddling up to each other on the bed.

The air conditioner in the room blew gently, causing the air to gradually be filled with a gentle air in the cozy room.

Hilla Holt held Bruce Anderson’s hand. His wide palm was dry and warm. His fingers were long, and his knuckles prominent. It had the masculine quality of a man’s hand and the gentle air of a woman’s hand as well.

His hand looked really good. Those hands alone could attract a lot of girls’ attention.

Hilla Holt placed her head on his arm and grabbed Bruce Anderson’s palms tightly. She was so upset that she started crying softly. “Bruce, I feel horrible!”

Her body and heart both felt horrible.

After the Holt family went bankrupt, she heard far too many malicious comments and hurtful words. Everyone could bully her, humiliate her, and even scheme against her.

She lowered the temperature of the air conditioner until it was at its lowest, then covered Bruce Anderson with a blanket while she curled up on one half of the mattress.

She did not cover up herself or feel embarrassed about it. The demon in her body tormented her so much that she occasionally moaned softly.

She went to the bathroom repeatedly and used cold water to take a shower over the course of the entire night. The palm she held in her hand had already become layered with bruises because of how hard she gripped it.

When daylight arrived, Hilla Holt finally felt the urge fade away. She curled up into a ball and wrapped her arms around her legs to fall asleep.

Perhaps it was because the drug was taking effect, but it might be a longing in her heart as well, but in her dream, Hilla Holt was held in a warm embrace. There was a familiar scent around her. Her tear-stained eyelashes fluttered. She wanted to open her eyes and see just how this heavenly sight looked.

But she was too tired. She had been tormented for an entire night, and she no longer had any additional strength left.

She moved her body lightly and snuggled up into that warm bundle of clouds. She bit her torn lips and asked softly, “Bruce, is that you?”

When Hilla Holt woke up again, it was already night.

She had slept with a fuzzy head in the bed for an entire day.

The air conditioner in the room was blowing cold air. She was so cold that she shuddered. Instinctively, she went to grab the blanket beside her, and like a loach, she slid under the warm covers.

A hand touched her smooth arm, and it was only then that Hilla Holt came to a realization. She looked up at the man close to her, and she blinked while she was stunned.

Why did she crawl under Bruce Anderson’s covers while naked?

Rationality finally returned to her numb and chilled brain. When she realized that she had crawled into the man’s arms on her own, Hilla Holt’s face gradually turned red.

She was not in a hurry to crawl out of the blanket. Instead, she looked up and sized up Bruce Anderson’s face. Then, she looked as shy as a maiden.

With red lips, she mumbled softly, “We married, so sleeping together is fine. I’m not taking advantage of you.”

Besides, even if she wanted to take advantage of him and wanted to do something to him, Bruce Anderson could only take it. He did not even have the possibility of fighting back.

Since she had such an “obedient” husband, Hilla Holt could make all the decisions.

“Rudi nearly caused me trouble yesterday night, and he nearly made you a cuck, did you know that? No man is as useless as you. You won’t even take revenge for me.

“Other wives have their husbands pampering them, but I don’t.

“Do you think you’re fine just because you’re lying there and not opening your eyes? I’ll dye your hair green tomorrow so that you’ll have a meadow on your head every day.

“If I was really set up by someone else, would you regard me with disdain?

“You definitely will! We’ve never even met each other before, and we don’t have feelings for each other. At that time, you’ll definitely look for a reason to divorce me and chase me out of the Anderson family. How could you, Bruce Anderson, you’re so irresponsible.”

As Hilla Holt spoke, she punched Bruce Anderson’s chest lightly. Then, she puffed out her cheeks and let out a huff.

She sounded as if she wanted to blow Bruce Anderson away.

In any case, no matter how angry she was and how aggrieved she felt, the man beside her would not move or retort.

Hilla Holt said indignantly, “I’m a flower that’s staying in your arms, and you’re not even giving me any reaction? At least wink at me, will you?”

But if he knew how to wink…

She did not care whether it was dangerous or appropriate for a beautiful girl like her to stay in a man’s arm. She just used her hands to rub Bruce Anderson’s face roughly until there were a few red spots on his face. Then, she laid in his arms in satisfaction and placed one hand on his chin while she rubbed her finger on his lips with her other hand.

The gentle sensation and warmth on her fingertips made her narrow her eyes in great comfort. The mole under her eye gave off a bewitching air, and she said in slight disappointment and sadness, “If you weren’t sick, I wouldn’t have had to suffer so much when I ran into that sort of thing last night, right?’

She did not know whether it was because the effects of the drug still lingered in her, which was why, in her eyes, Bruce Anderson looked so good when he slept. His tall nose was incredibly alluring, and his red lips looked really seductive.

She was a little excited. Her body did not listen to her, and she could not control herself.

The moment she pressed her lips on Bruce Anderson’s lips, Hilla Holt felt herself getting drunk!

When Hilla Holt went downstairs, it was because she was forced to because she was hungry.

Orlenna Organa saw her come down, and she instantly got up anxiously.

“Why did you drink so much? You must be hungry after not eating for an entire day. Look, you look so much more haggard now.”

The pain in Orlenna Organa’s eyes was sincere, causing Hilla Holt to remember how her own mother had felt sorry for her, and she said these things to her before when Hilla Holt refused to eat because she had been disobedient. But it was a pity because the Holt family was gone now, and her parents were gone too.

When she saw Orlenna Organa, Hilla Holt suddenly felt a huge warmth in her heart. She whispered, “Honestly, I didn’t drink that much. My alcohol tolerance isn’t good, so I became really drunk after I just drank a little. I’m sorry for making you worry.”

“If you don’t want to drink in the future, don’t. The Anderson family doesn’t need you to make yourself suffer this way. If we don’t manage to get this business deal, we can go negotiate a deal with another family. There are a lot more people asking for help from the Anderson family than you think.”

Orlenna Organa might be comforting her when she said these words, but that was also the truth. Hilla Holt felt warmth in her head, and she smiled and nodded.

“I know that you love me. I won’t do it in the future.”

Indeed, she would not do it again. She intended to beat Rudi Anderson to death so that he would not even have the chance to get close to her.

Orlenna Organa saw that she was still tired, so she told her to go back to her room to rest once she finished eating.

She only wanted to take some time to take a look at Bruce Anderson. When she saw that her son was lying in bed safely, she felt assured, but also worried.

Hilla Holt watched Orlenna Organa leave before she shut herself in the room. Her gaze landed on Bruce Anderson’s face, and she immediately blushed. She looked really charming.

She was not a woman with pure thoughts. Otherwise, she would not have done those

bad things to a patient who could not do anything!

“Bruce, you’re not allowed to tell anyone all that had happened just now. Not even your mother.”

Once she finished speaking, she added, still feeling a little worried. “Forget it. Hurry up and forget it. I don’t like you. I was just… overcome by lust, get it?”

Even though she said that, she could still see Bruce Anderson’s lips. They had become red and moist because of her sucking on them just now. It caused her to blush red.

…

Since she was young, Hilla Holt had thought that she was a girl with pure thoughts. At the very least, before she was married to Bruce Anderson, she never harbored those presumptuous thoughts towards any other man.

But why was she unable to control herself and wanted to get closer to Bruce Anderson?

Hilla Holt blinked and laid on the bed. She tilted her head and looked as if she was puzzled. She toyed with Bruce Anderson’s neatly clipped nails and looked up to kiss his face.

Compared to the previous two times, she was already beginning to feel familiar with this. Her face was red as she held Bruce Anderson’s arm and grumbled, “I wasn’t reserved at all just now, was I?

“Thank goodness you don’t know about it. You’ll forget it, right?”

She wanted him to forget it, but she did not want him to forget it either. Hilla Holt hesitated for one second because of these conflicting thoughts.

Perhaps it was because she had slept for too long today, which was why she was not very tired when she laid in bed. She could not help but bring out her phone and leaned against Bruce Anderson’s shoulder while she brazenly took a selfie of the two of them.

“I thought that I was pretty good looking in the past, so why do you look better than me?

“Say, do you think this picture looks nice? It’s a pity that I never managed to take wedding pictures with you

“Mother said that you did not have a good temper last night. Do you hit people?

“It’s not gentlemanly to hit a lady, and if you hit your wife, you’re good-for-nothing. You’re not that type of person, are you?

“Bruce, I feel really lonely. I can only talk to you now.”

Hilla Holt held Bruce Anderson’s arm and stuck close to him. Both of them looked like a normal and loving married couple. The only difference was that the man beside the woman kept on sleeping and would not wake up.

Hilla Holt could not sleep, so she started talking about all sorts of things about herself to the man beside her.

She kept talking until her mind became fuzzy and her eyelids started falling. She could not hold back and turned around to fall asleep in the man’s arms.

In her dreams, she would always be held in a warm embrace. She could not sense the coldness in the world at all, and this lasted until she was awakened by a certain pressure, causing her a dull pain.

Bruce Anderson’s arm was pressed over her chest, and she held his arm tightly.

In the past, she might have cried out and even broke this man’s elbow for taking advantage of her.

But at that moment, Hilla Holt just combed the hair that she had not combed for two days. With a dazed expression, she got out of bed and narrowed her eyes. When she saw a hint of red on the light blue bed sheets, she frowned and placed a hand over her stomach.

“Bruce, my period is here, so I can’t keep you company.”

Once she finished speaking, she waved at the bed and walked to the bathroom with a muddled head.

There was a husband who would not laugh at her and to whom she did not need to hide her true self. Hilla Holt was already very shameless towards Bruce Anderson’s existence in her life.

A woman’s privacy? A woman’s reservation? Taboo things when it came to unfamiliar men? All this did not exist when she faced Bruce Anderson.

When she came out of the bathroom, Hilla Holt had already groomed herself. She arrived beside the bed and grabbed the bedsheet she had dirtied. She tugged it heavily.

Thud!

A dull sound rose. Bruce Anderson rolled off the bed along with the blanket.

Hilla Holt was stunned. Immediately, all her sleepiness was gone. She watched as Bruce Anderson “vanished” from the bed, and in the next second, she threw off the bedsheet and ran to him.

“Are you alright? I’m sorry, it’s my fault for being too clumsy and careless? Does it hurt? Did you knock yourself anywhere?”

Even though she knew that the person on the floor would not answer her, the moment Hilla Holt picked Bruce Anderson up, she felt so aggrieved that her eyes turned red.

She grabbed his hand while feeling pained for him, and she checked whether any additional wounds had appeared on his body.

Last time, she would feel a little guilty, but now, aside from blaming herself and feeling remorseful, she felt a different emotion.

Once she was certain that he was not injured, Hilla Holt sighed in relief. After she changed the bedsheets, she carefully helped Bruce Anderson back on the bed.

When she was done with this, Hilla Holt sat by the bed and kissed his forehead. She whispered, “I won’t let you get injured anymore in the future. I’ll be careful.”

“What’s wrong with you today? You look as if you’re daydreaming all the time during lectures. Are you thinking about your husband?”

Once the lecture ended, Hilla Holt quickly packed up her things. By the side, Lily Hart bumped into her, and there was a clear teasing tone in her voice when she drew close to her ear to whisper the final sentence.

Hilla Holt looked down at the drawing block in her hands and whispered, “I got up late today, and I didn’t have time to wash him. I’m worried that he’ll be in discomfort.”

“No way, Lady Holt, are you really thinking about your husband?”

Lily Hart looked as if she had been blinded by love, and she said in pain, “He’s comatose. He wouldn’t be able to tell whether he’s comfortable or not.”

“No, my mother -in-law said that he loves cleanliness when he is awake, so I’m worried that he won’t be able to get used to it.”

Hilla Holt pursed her lips and packed up her stuff. She did not have lectures during the afternoon, but the Art Society was making an illustrated magazine, and she had to contribute a little before she could leave.

Lily Hart shook her head in admiration. “Hilla, you’re something else. Do you really like Bruce Anderson?”

“He’s my husband. There’s no need for me to talk about whether I like him or not.” Taking care of him was her basic duty as his wife.

When Lily Hart saw her looking like a maiden in love, she could not help but cover her face.

The impact was too strong. She needed to process this.

“Hilla, are you mad? Bruce Anderson is already comatoseà ¢€¦ How could you like him?” There were plenty of rich boys who were young and handsome. The university tyrant and the university idol were both wooing her and she had always been like an immortal who would not turn her head to look at any of these mortals when she passed by the world. So why was she in love with a comatose person who just laid in bed and could do nothing else now?

Lily Hart was beginning to question the tastes of the university princess.

Both of them chatted with each other when Hilla Holt’s phone rang. When she saw Julian Jorgansen’s name on the screen, Hilla Holt pursed her lips and rejected the call.

Once she finished packing up, Hilla Holt said, “I’ll have to ask you to take leave for me from the club president. I have to leave first.”

When she saw Hilla Holt leaving without even turning around, Lily Hart shook her head with a look of disbelief.

“It’s way too terrifying to fall in love with a comatose patient, right?”

Hilla Holt left the campus while driving an eye- catching Maserati. Not far outside the university gate was a luxurious, black car. The man inside cast a glance at it before he gave an ill-intentioned smile, and he said to the woman behind the seat, “Don’t worry, my brothers are very quick in the act. We’ll ask for a price for whatever

request you make. It’ll be completely fair.”

The woman was hidden in the shadows. Her face could not be seen clearly, but a cold voice was heard. “I want that woman’s reputation ruined, and I want her out of New Island.”

Hilla Holt returned to the Anderson mansion. Orlenna Organa sat in the living room. When she saw her, she said, “You ran into Deep City’s Julian Jorgansen during the banquet last night.”

Orlenna was not asking a question, she was making a statement. Hilla Holt’s heart skipped a beat, and she panicked, feeling diffident. She instinctively grabbed the hem of her shirt, pursed her lips, and nodded. “I did.”

“That’s good. I’ve let him see some of the works you drew in the past. He likes your designs a lot, so I’ll bring you over to talk to him.”

She wanted Hilla Holt to meet Julian Jorgansen!

Hilla Holt admired her mother- in-law’s courage. She was asking her daughter- in-law to meet her ex. Did she never think about the possibility that Bruce Anderson might end up with a cheating wife?

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