Mr. Tycoon's Beloved Wife: The Madam No One Dares to Offend

Chapter 313: The Most Beautiful Angel in the World

The warm night wind blew across the entire riverbank.

In the two white cars on the shore, the orange lights were quietly closed.

Under the night sky, the two cars were quietly hidden under the shade of the trees.

"It’s raining!"

Hearing the howling wind outside, Hilla rubbed her eyes. Just as she opened the curtain a little, she was dragged back by a big hand in the next second.

Bruce hugged her tightly in his arms and lowered his head to kiss the back of Hilla’s fair neck.

There was a hint of laziness and hoarseness in his voice. The man said in a low voice without opening his eyes. "It’s better if it rains. It’s more comfortable to sleep for a while."

He was comfortable. They had sex in the car half the night, and she didn’t know if the people in the next car heard them.

He clearly knew that the injury on Horton’s leg had not healed yet, but Bruce had gone too far in doing this. He has no regard for Horton’s feelings.

"But the rain outside is heavy."

Along with the strong wind, the rain was even more turbulent, and the RV slightly shook.

The whistling sound came through the window of the car, and Hilla said nervously with some concern, "It’s raining so heavily. Nothing will happen, right?"

She began to have the illusion that she would be washed away by the flood with the car.

Fortunately, there was someone beside her. Hilla shrunk herself into Bruce’s embrace and nestled in the quilt, watching the scene of the rain outside the car window.

"Yes, I’m here."

Bruce did not seem to care at all.

They were on the high ground, and the rain would not drown them.

The stream where they had grabbed the crab yesterday was now rolling with sand like a river.

Before Hilla could speak, her cell phone rang. It turned out that she was not the only one worried, and the people in another car were also alarmed.

"Aunt Margaret, will our car be blown away by the wind?

"If we are blown away by the wind, will our car roll or will we be injured?"

Emily’s eyes were red. She looked out of the window through the window, her dark eyes full of worry.

Although she was young, she had a sense of security.

Especially when she felt the car shake, she couldn’t help but hug Margaret’s arm.

Then, she shrank into Margaret’s arms.

Halle made breakfast for them normally, and the wind and rain outside seemed to have no effect on her.

After finishing the food for them this morning, Halle went to take a look at Horton, who couldn’t move around.

The plaster on Horton’s leg had been removed. Although he could not move freely, it was much more convenient for him to move on his own.

When Halle wanted to help him put on his shoes, Horton subconsciously dodged. "We are husband and wife. Don’t be embarrassed. Others won’t laugh at us."

Hearing Halle’s words, Margaret looked at them. Looking at the two loving people, she felt strange.

"Aunt Margaret, the little tree is so pitiful."

Emily looked through the window at the branches in the distance, her little face full of heartache.

Margaret held Emily in her arms and patted her head to comfort her. "Don’t be afraid. You are much stronger than that little tree.

"With me here, when the wind blows you away, I will hold you in my arms."

Margaret said confidently. She could tell that Emily was really scared. Margaret did not give her any more psychological burden. Instead, she played with her in the room and watched cartoons, distracting her.

Hilla was called by Halle on the phone.

Seeing that Halle had already prepared breakfast for the few of them, Hilla wanted to help but was rejected.

The rain was heavy today, but fortunately, the two cars were close.

Even so, Hilla and Bruce were still drenched in water.

"It’s raining so heavily. It’s safer for us to stay here and wait for the rain to stop."

Horton sat in his seat and looked at the wind and rain outside the car window. He felt that although there was a storm outside, the scene here was particularly warm.

Listening to the child’s innocent and clear voice in the room and seeing Halle in front of him, Horton suddenly felt really warm.

This was probably what he had hoped for in the past. When he was young, his wish

was to live a peaceful life with his parents.

It was a pity that when he was young, his mother was sentimental and always in tears.

He had never known what his father looked like before he was a teenager.

Instead, it was his current life that made him feel the warmth of the family, though he did not seem to have fully integrated into the family.

"Such a strong wind caused our car to shake for an entire night. Thinking about it, I feel a little scared."

Margaret thought of how the car was blown by the wind and how she woke up in her sleep, which really scared her.

Even Emily could not help but tightly hug Margaret’s thigh when she thought of what had happened last night.

"How are things in your car? Did the car shake violently? Were you scared awake?" Margaret asked Hilla with concern.

Hilla immediately blushed and secretly sized up the indifferent Bruce next to her, even more embarrassed.

She stammered, "I didn’t feel much."

Their car was shaking violently in the first half of the night. As for the second half of the night when it was raining heavily, she was already too tired to open her eyes.

When she fell asleep, she had no idea if there was rain or wind outside.

When she fell asleep, because she was too tired, even if there was a strong wind outside, she still slept soundly.

When she woke up in the morning, she was still lazily nestled in Bruce’s arms.

Hilla felt that she’d better not answer Margaret’s question of the car shaking.

Anyway, the wind was strong last night. They could think that the wind did everything.

After they finished their meal, the heavy rain turned into a drizzle, and the wind also stopped.

Margaret took the umbrella and walked out of the RV with Emily. The two of them caught snails by the roadside.

Hilla waited for the rain to stop before coming out with Halle to take a look around.

Margaret ran back in a hurry with Emily.

Emily was holding a mineral water bottle in her arms, which was filled with many snails.

She ran while shouting, "Everyone! We are trapped in the mountains."

The child’s tender voice attracted the four adults in the car.

Margaret hugged Emily and sat down on the sofa beside them, panting.

"The landslide ahead has blocked the road we are going to. I saw a car covered by soil."

She immediately called an ambulance. But the rain was really heavy and the wind was strong.

In the big mountain, even if she called an ambulance, it would be difficult to arrive.

What was more, there might be other places collapsing around, and the cars at the foot of the mountain might not be able to come up.

But this also meant that they were also trapped in the mountains!

...

There were different degrees of panic and loss on the faces of the few people.

After all, no one had expected that such a huge change would actually happen in just a night of sleep.

Although they were at the foot of the mountain, they were surrounded by mountains, and the roads were rugged and difficult to drive on.

The buried road was the only way out.

And if they went further in, they would be deep in the mountains. There were many forks in the mountains, and the paths were mostly long and narrow. It was difficult for their cars to drive in.

"Saving people is more important at this time. Margaret, tell me, where did you see the buried vehicle?"

Margaret quickly pointed in a direction, and even Emily, who was at the side, said, "The uncles and aunts are crying in the vehicle. They are so pitiful to be buried in the soil."

However, she was too weak, and she had no way of helping.

Hilla grabbed Bruce’s hand and followed Margaret’s lead, running towards the landslide.

No matter what, life was more important than anything. Whoever those people were, they had to get them out of trouble quickly.

After all, the rain yesterday was really heavy, and the wind continued for an entire night. There could be a second landslide here.

If another mudslide came down the mountain and covered the entire vehicle, they might not be able to save people.

Margaret ran in the direction of the landslide with Hilla and Bruce. Halle, who was behind them, looked at Horton worriedly.

"Let’s go too. Maybe we can help out a little."

Horton nodded in agreement. Although he could not help much sitting in the wheelchair, he was a doctor. If someone was injured or needed emergency treatment, he could still help.

"I will go too. I can save people! I have grown up."

Emily jumped around Halle anxiously.

They all went to help. How could Halle leave Emily alone in the car?

Horton held Emily in his arms and let her sit on his lap.

Horton glanced at Halle beside him and narrowed his handsome eyes.

His voice was filled with gentleness. "Please bring me and my daughter over."

Halle was stunned at first. When she saw Emily in Horton’s arms, she realized that he was referring to the two people in front of her.

Halle pursed her lips and hid her emotions.

Nodding, she walked behind Horton, holding his wheelchair, and walked towards the direction where Hilla and the others were going.

Not far from their RV, Halle saw a bus that was half-buried in the mud.

Halle saw Hilla, Bruce, and Margaret, the three of them busy.

Miss Anderson, who had never done any housework, now had her hands muddy and struggled to dig the soil on the vehicle that was wet by the rain.

Even Mr. Anderson, who had always had a superior air, now looked busy and ordinary.

Seeing this, Halle quickly said, "I’ll go help."

She was about to leave when she heard Horton say, "Take the people in the bus to the empty ground here. Be careful. There will definitely be someone wounded."

Horton looked up along the sliding mountain.

The surrounding rocks were very loose, and if it rained again at noon, there was a high risk of a second landslide.

It seemed that they had to rescue those people before noon.

Halle nodded and ran over in a hurry.

Emily in Horton’s arms also moved restlessly but was pressed back by Horton.

The gentleness in the man’s eyes fell on Emily’s face in front of him.

"We have more important tasks!"

Seeming to know that the little guy wanted to help save people, Horton comforted the little guy with one sentence.

Emily raised her little face and looked at the gentle man above her seriously. Reluctantly, she said, "Aunt Margaret said that we should help others first anyway. "Those people are trapped inside. I can go to dig up the soil like Aunt Margaret."

Emily said as she stretched out her tender white hands and made a fierce gesture at Horton.

Then, she said proudly, "Look, my hands are so strong."

Horton suddenly chuckled at the little guy in front of him. He held her hand and

nodded.

"So in a while, when someone is injured and needs to be bandaged, be the first to do it. I believe that you must be the best rescuer."

Horton’s words seemed to give Emily great encouragement.

"What is a rescuer?"

"A rescuer is to help those who are weak and injured. They are the most powerful and beautiful people in the world."

Her obsidian -like eyes immediately lit up. Then, she said happily and excitedly, "I want to be a rescuer, the best rescuer."

Soon, someone was rescued from the bus.

One after another...

There were more than a dozen people on the bus, some of whom were slightly injured, and after being rescued, they participated in the rescue mission.

"My junior sister, my junior sister is still in the back seat at the innermost part of the bus."

The rear part of the car was covered completely, and it was more difficult to save the people in the back seat.

The middle of the bus was smashed deformed and buried by the soil, so it became dark and narrow.

The hope of survival had obviously decreased. Bruce said, "We should wait for the rescue team to come. We don’t have any tools. It is very dangerous to save them."

He didn’t say anything else.

The others were still working hard to get the people out of the bus. As time passed, before noon, it began to rain again.

Everyone present immediately felt despair for the people trapped in the bus.

If a second landslide buried the entire vehicle, the people inside would die.

"Bruce, let’s think of another way. There are several landslides around the mountain. It seems that the rescue team won’t be able to arrive soon."

Margaret couldn’t bear to see them die in front of her.

During this period of time, they had been persistently talking to the people who were trapped inside.

They were still alive. How could they watch these people die?

"If the mud in the middle is dug out and the window is smashed open, the person in the middle should be able to come out."

Hilla glanced at it, but it was raining heavily again, so they had to move quickly.

Bruce frowned. In the end, he agreed to Hilla’s plan. They began to gather in one place and dig away the mud around the car.

The moment the window was revealed, Hilla saw through the muddy glass that Lori was looking at her with a frightened and pale face!