The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Charlotte’s arrival made The Heard family old mansion a lot more lively than usual.

Bruce did the daily treatment, the rest of the time was taken by her, full of town wandering. lindsey daily up the mountain to pick medicine, occasionally take Charlotte to catch rabbits fishing, as if there is no danger around.

It was Old Mr. Heard who insisted on not going for a checkup and was constantly worried.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

That morning Bruce came down from the stone mill, Charlotte and Mack had already gone to the mountain to catch rabbits, Lange drove to the city to buy supplies, Old Mr. Heard went to the doctor’s office, and Lindsey was the only one left in the house.

After breakfast, Bruce followed Old Mr. Heard’s request and practiced his arm strength in the yard, while Lindsey took out a recliner and lounged in the shade, reading medical books.

At about ten o’clock, the roar of a motorcycle came from the road outside the yard, and Bruce moved quickly to get back into his wheelchair.

Lindsey also put down her book and took a few steps to his side, listening vigilantly for any movement outside the door.

Lindsey stretched her hands and looked at Bruce with a silent smile.

Retreating back into the shadows under the porch, they quickly set up the chessboard as if they had no idea. Before a single move had been made, several figures leapt nimbly from the wall and rushed towards Bruce.

“Looks like they can’t sleep until you’re dead.” Lindsey smiled brightly and sat still.

“Can’t help it, they don’t die, I can’t sleep either.” Bruce smiled back, fished out the nunchucks Old Mr. Heard gave him, and fearlessly met him.

Lindsey saw that no one was looking for him and easily watched him go one-on-five.

Compared to his three brothers, Bruce’s talent for martial arts training is simply jealous. It’s only been a week, grandpa only pointed out, even if he still can’t stand up, he can still beat ordinary people.

The fight in the field is lively, Lindsey watching also lively. When she saw that Bruce was a bit self-conscious, she was busy to put away her watching mood and helped him out.

“That was a good fight.” Lindsey kicked one of them away and couldn’t help but praise Bruce: “Good for you.”

“I can already fight, but I just don’t like to show it before.” Bruce was not convinced, and quickly took care of the one who was trying to hurt her: “It’s like I’m weak.”

“Ouch, you’ve always been weak.” Lindsey was delighted, and the force in her hands couldn’t help but be a little heavier. After finishing the remaining killers, the game continued.

Bruce went first, and after he finished placing the chess pieces, he slightly curled his lips and asked, “Seriously, how was my fight just now.”

“Barely.” Lindsey took a step as well, picking up her cell phone in the process to call the police.

The police station in town is not far from The Heard family’s old house, and before the game was finished, the police car arrived at the door. lindsey got up and said hello to the police officer who came out, and left it at that.

Charlotte had already taken care of everything in advance, so she didn’t have to worry about it.

At noon, Charlotte and Mack, who had been hunting in the mountains, returned with two chickens, and were both chagrined to learn that there was a real killer at the door.

Bruce looked at his sister speechlessly and wondered if she was here to protect herself or to have a honeymoon.

Lindsey doesn’t say anything about it, but is more worried about her grandfather’s safety. That night, she hadn’t thought about what to say to her grandfather when Old Mr. Heard spoke first.

His only request was that Lindsey not be involved and that The Heard family not be involved.

Charlotte repeatedly promised and said that as soon as Bruce’s condition had significantly improved, he would be taken away.

Old Mr. Heard glanced sideways at Lindsey, saw that she did not react, sighed and went back to his room.

The next morning, the police department came to the news, the arrest of several people are from L city, and all have previous convictions.

Charlotte was furious and took Mack to the police station after breakfast.

Lindsey stayed home with Bruce for treatment, Old Mr. Heard also stayed home and did not go to the medical clinic, but fortunately nothing happened all day.

As another week passes, Carl and Cary call frequently, and Charlotte has to return to B City early because she is concerned about the family business.

Bruce’s injuries had improved, but not significantly, so he remained behind for treatment. The people who were arranged to protect him in the shadows, it seems, have not left, Lindsey is not too concerned, so did not ask more questions.

After autumn, the weather is getting cooler and cooler, Old Mr. Heard had an attack of an old illness and was rushed to the best hospital in town for rescue.

The attack was very dangerous, but Lindsey knew how to give first aid, otherwise Old Mr. Heard would have been very dangerous.

The four siblings met at a hotel near the hospital, each with a tense face, the atmosphere inexplicably depressing.

“Lindsey, you have studied medicine, according to you, grandpa can survive this time.” Tankard, being the oldest, was silent for a long time before he gathered the courage to ask, “I don’t want to listen to the experts.”

“Bruce said he could bring Grandpa to B City, but the cure might not be very sure.” Lindsey did not answer directly, but politely point out the truth: “Before you guys came back, grandpa woke up once, and he said he wasn’t going anywhere.”

Since studying medicine, she had seen too many births and deaths, and even though she was unwilling to accept the fact that her grandfather was seriously ill, she knew that his body today was simply unable to travel long distances.

She only hated herself, why didn’t she force him to go to the hospital for examination before when he didn’t have an attack.

Tankard turned his head in silence, wanting to say something, but the words came to his lips but he couldn’t say it.

Maximus and Warren sighed at the same time and hung their heads in silence.

Sitting in the afternoon, the four siblings returned half an hour earlier to the inpatient ICU ward, waiting for a visit.

Lindsey saw Bruce follow him and forced a smile, but said nothing.

Maximus and Warren followed him.

When they came to the smoking area on the floor, Tankard looked back at Lindsey in the waiting area and spoke solemnly: “Thank you for your help this time.”

“It’s what I should do, you’re welcome.” The feeling in the brothers’ hearts was not good.

Bruce suddenly felt a surge of pressure, the bottom of his speech became a little weak: “The expert group will arrive tomorrow morning, about Old Mr. Heard’s condition, why not listen to their opinion.”

“Grandpa has been sick for decades, he himself is a doctor, if he can be cured why would he delay until today.” Tankard smiled bitterly, but patted his shoulder: “It’s rare that you have such a heart.”

Bruce listened to the confusion, since it is not for Old Mr. Heard’s disease, the brothers put on a fierce look around him, in the end, what do you want.

Could it be that it was for Lindsey?

Not waiting for him to ask his doubts, Tankard as if he knew his thoughts, spoke again: “We unanimously decided to entrust Lindsey to you, but on one condition.”