novelraw Chapter 328: I Am Very Healthy
Chapter 328: I Am Very Healthy
Halle stood in front of the bed and nervously grasped the corner of her clothes. She heard the sound of running water from the bathroom.
The sound was exciting. It was especially clear in the silent limousine.
Halle bit her lower lip and her face turned red.
She was dressed like this. She did take the initiative, right?
But when she looked down and saw the pajamas, she began to be uncertain again. Did Horton understand what she wanted?
She was very nervous, still wearing her long sleeping robe. The underwear she wore for this night was invisible.
A few moments ago, Horton entered the bathroom with a straight face and didn’t come out yet. Halle thought, "Don’t you understand?"
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped. Halle, who was about to take off her sleeping robe, stopped. She looked up and saw the man coming out of the bathroom. She was slightly surprised.
Horton wore a gray nightgown of the same style. His body was wet with water drops.
She could smell the scent of her shampoo on his body.
The collar on his chest was slightly open. She could see his white chest and collarbone.
Horton was thin. Perhaps because of his work, he always seemed reserved. At this time, he was not wearing glasses, which made his eyes particularly handsome.
"Still not asleep?"
Horton casually wiped his hair with a towel, thinking that Halle was worried about Emily. He only said, "Emily will be fine. Don’t worry. Will you take her back?"
The two limousines were separately parked, but not far from each other. It was not clear whether it was Bruce or Hilla’s idea. In short, Horton didn’t need to hear the sound made by Bruce and Hilla. He felt relieved.
Halle came back to her senses and realized that she had been staring at Horton. She looked down in embarrassment and shook her head slightly.
"Emily will be OK. It is time for her to learn to be independent." Halle’s voice was not loud, but enough for Horton to hear clearly.
The man nodded and then finished drying his hair. He picked up a book and lay down.
Halle looked at the man beside her, and for a moment, she was a little nervous. The whole room was quiet and the only thing left was the same shampoo smell from their bodies.
Clearly, she was a woman, but in this silence, Halle became particularly uneasy.
Horton sensed her discomfort and put down the book in his hand, "Are you alright? Did you catch a cold while taking the shower?"
Horton touched her cold forehead. Feeling the warmth coming from his hand, Halle panicked and quickly moved away.
"I, I’m fine." She quickly said.
Halle did not know what to do as she pulled the blanket over her and quickly wrapped herself tightly. She held her breath nervously.
What was wrong with her? Why was she so impatient about this kind of thing? Was she crazy? She was Horton’s wife. Sooner or later they would make love like other couples. She should not think so much about it.
Horton looked at his hand that stopped in the air, and then carefully take it back.
Looking at Halle’s back, he felt a little sad.
He believed that he must have made her angry!
In contrast with the quiet in this limousine, Hilla’s limousine was busy with cartoons and laughter.
The cartoon was on show. Then Hilla finished the last page of a children’s story and turned her head to see Emily. The little girl had fallen asleep beside her. She slowly let out a sigh of relief and put the storybook on the small table beside the bed.
When Bruce came out of the shower, he saw Hilla looking out of the window. She knelt on the foot of the bed with her whole body being covered by the curtain.
"It is interesting to look at them, isn’t it?" he asked.
"What’s there to see? I can’t see anything from so far away." Hilla answered.
She stopped abruptly and realized Bruce was teasing her. Quickly pulling off the curtains, she turned around and saw Bruce next to her chuckling.
"My sister just got married. I am afraid that something might happen to them. I was just concerned about them."
Bruce thought, "Are you sure you don’t want to eavesdrop?"
"They are newlyweds. What is there to be concerned about?"
Bruce threw away the towel in his hand. Hilla immediately caught it and automatically dried his hair.
At the same time, she said, "You are right. There are only two of them now. If Horton is a man, he can make it with my sister."
"Unless this man is a saint or there is something wrong with him," she thought.
However, Hilla knew that a man like Horton was definitely not a saint. At most, there was something wrong with him.
Bruce looked at her worried expression and wrapped his long arms around her waist, pulling Hilla close to him. He lowered his head and kissed her moist red lips.
The warmth from his mouth woke up her lips, which instantly became full and tender like flower petals, giving out a tempting luster.
Bruce’s eyes were deep and dark. His voice was filled with love.
He said, "I am also a man. Here in this room, I can’t help being attracted by you."
The corners of Bruce’s mouth curled into a smile, with a bit of joking and longing.
Hilla blushed immediately and felt a big hand slipping into her clothes. She said nervously, "Emily is still here."
It was too bad in front of a child. Hilla suddenly understood the situation that Horton was in.
"For a man, it had been hard on Horton these days." She thought and felt deeply regretted misunderstanding Horton.
The smile on Bruce’s face faded, but his arms that were wrapped around her waist did not relax. Instead, he pinched the flesh around her waist.
"Are you feeling sorry for your sister, or are you testing me?"
Bruce’s gaze fell on Emily, who was sleeping peacefully at the side. He wondered, I can’t do it with my wife now. Horton should be punished.> "Emily will be with us only for a couple of days. I promise to give her back to my sister in a few days." Hilla said. She hugged Bruce in a comforting manner. Clearly, he was still very dissatisfied. "How many more days?" Bruce asked. "It is none of my business whether Horton could make it with his wife or not. Just leave me and my wife alone!" he thought in anger. "Three days. She’ll be with me for three more days." Hilla buried her head in Bruce’s arms like a spoiled child. In the next second, she was pressed down by the man. Horton’s displeased voice sounded from above, "One night, only one night." He thought, "What kind of joke is this? The sins that Horton committed, of course, had to be borne by him. Does he think that I am a saint? Sacrificing myself to help others. I... could not do it!" Hilla pursed her lips and said, "So mean, Horton and you are relatives." She suspected that the family connection between Bruce and Horton was too fragile. Reality proved that the kinship between them was not just weak. It was too weak to withstand a light blow. The corners of Bruce’s mouth curled up into a smile full of ridicule and mockery. It was extremely insulting. "I don’t have such a useless relative." Hilla was stunned and blurted out, "I think you are insulting Horton." Bruce nodded, "It is an insult indeed." If Horton couldn’t prove himself to be a man tonight, an insult would not be enough. ... Being held by Bruce, Hilla moved her body uneasily and muttered in a small voice, "Horton will be mad to hear you say that!" Men cared about this kind of thing the most. Bruce’s words trampled on the dignity of Horton as a man. Moreover, he had even bluntly stomped twice. This was too mean. "It’s very late. They should be sleeping now." Hilla tried to get free from Bruce’s arms. If he continued to hold her so tightly, she would be out of her breath. With Hilla out of his arms, Bruce immediately felt disappointed. He pulled her back with a determined face. He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against Hilla’s. His breath fell on her face. "Why are you in such a hurry to sleep? Are you tired?" Bruce’s voice carried a bit of charm. His hand on her waist never stopped the action. Being teased by him, Hilla almost fainted. She pressed her hands against his chest and said with a red face, "Emily..." Before she could finish speaking, Bruce pressed her down. His lips touched hers. The man’s hand slid along her spine, stirring up waves of numbness. Hilla was soon defeated by this kiss and could only allow him to do whatever he wanted. She had never been able to resist Bruce’s charm, not to mention that his eyes were burning with desires, as if he wanted to swallow her up in an instant. "Hilla aunt, what are you doing?" A young and tender voice came over innocently, confused as she was awakened in the middle of her sleep. Hilla was surprised. In the next second, she got up and pushed Bruce off. She turned around and looked at Emily, forcing a gentle smile. "Emily is awake. Did I wake you up? Let’s sleep now." As Hilla spoke, she had already taken off her coat and laid down next to Emily. She did not look back at Bruce, who was sitting on the ground with an unbelievable expression. He was actually pushed away by his legal wife! Bruce placed the blame on Horton. "If Horton could not do it tonight, then let him go out of this world forever!" he thought, "I will never give any help again." Standing up from the ground, Bruce climbed onto the bed with a gloomy face and dragged Hilla into his arms. Hilla felt that her waist was suddenly tightened, and then half her body was pulled away from Emily’s quilt into Bruce’s quilt. Hilla was in an S-shape. She blushed in embarrassment. Fortunately, the sleepy little girl did not notice anything. This posture was really too indecent. "What the hell are you doing?" Hilla protested in a low voice, but later found that it was useless. Bruce didn’t loosen his grip on her waist. Instead, he pressed his entire chest against her back. The man’s body was burning hot, and through the thin pajamas, she could feel his warmth on her back. Hilla’s face was red. She wanted to push him away, but did not dare to move, being afraid that she would wake up Emily. Bruce’s hands in the quilt did not want to let her go. Knowing that he would not be discouraged, Hilla gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, "Do whatever you like!" She would be just a dead person and could not feel anything... Ten minutes later, Hilla gave up! She couldn’t pretend to be a dead person. How could she not feel anything? Looking at Emily who was sleeping soundly again, she turned around and glared at Bruce. "Enough! Stop now." "Not too much, not enough." Bruce remained calm and collected, but one could not imagine how evil his hands were under the blanket. Hilla was ashamed and annoyed. In anger, she raised her hand... The man who had just been calm and composed instantly let out a groan and his expression changed. A treacherous smile appeared on Hilla’s face. She leaned forward and whispered, "Don’t think you’re the only one who can do whatever you want." The fragrance on the woman’s body poured in without any restraint. Bruce’s eyes darkened and he pulled Hilla into his arms. He turned over and looked down from above. "Tomorrow, you are not allowed to arrange a third person in the room." Hilla blinked her black eyes innocently. Her smiling face had a hint of slyness, and her fingers drew circles on his throat. Bruce’s eyes turned red because of his effort of restraining himself, she became even more interested. Speaking of teasing, women were better experts than men. She pursed her lips in satisfaction and said in a charming voice, "Then tonight we..." "Sleep!" Bruce interrupted her coldly, directly getting away her restless little hand from his body, lowering his head and kissing Hilla’s lips. After a long kiss, Hilla panted slightly and nestled in Bruce’s arms. Considering that there was still Emily by her side, Hilla almost choked. As for Bruce, who was beside her, his face had always been tense. If it wasn’t for that pair of eyes filled with deep love, those who didn’t know him would think that he was angry. In fact, the man was really angry. It was the kind of anger that his desire couldn’t be satisfied. "I will ask Emily to go back to my sister tomorrow." Knowing that Bruce was unhappy, Hilla comforted him. The man replied with a cold ’um’. He looked much better. At dawn, Halle was cleaning the mushrooms they had not finished yesterday. Hilla slowly stepped forward and help with Halle. "Sis, last night you..." "There was a client who sent out the goods last night. I want to go back early." Before Hilla could finish her words, she was interrupted by Halle. Although Halle’s expression was still gentle, Hilla could tell that she was unhappy. She couldn’t help but frown. She knew that it must be that Horton didn’t do anything last night. Hilla sighed slightly, feeling really worried, "Oh, I understand." "Sis, you and Horton..." "We are fine. Don’t worry. Let Emily come here today. She is still young and has never left me. I miss her." Halle looked like she didn’t want to speak and stopped Hilla from speaking. This time, Hilla was even more certain that this old man, Horton, was really no good! "I understand." Hilla responded bitterly and looked up to see Horton coming out of the car. Different from Halle’s reserved words and expressionless appearance, Horton looked very nervous and exhausted. It was like he had been working all night and not sleeping well. Hilla frowned and looked over the two of them. Was it better last night, or not? When Bruce came out of the car, Horton went forward to help Halle. Bruce stepped forward and stood in front of Horton. He said with a cold expression, "Let’s have a chat." Horton was surprised and wondered what the two of them had to talk about. Seeing that he had no intention of moving, Bruce said, "Take care of the child in the evening. By diverting your attention, it will help your body recover." Horton wondered, "I am fine. Why should I need to recover? Bruce is angry because of his unsatisfied desire, isn’t it?"