Hilla had been wondering whether she looked pitiful just now, for that she behaved like a resentful woman downstairs. Suddenly, when she thought of the beautiful makeup she had put on for the sake of driving away the mistress, she beca even angrier.
When she was in the car, the light was dim, and the mirror was not that good. Thus, she didn’t expect that when she stood in the bathroom and was lit up by the bright light, she was like a ghost.
This makeup clearly scared her!
Fortunately, there was no mistress. However, when she thought of the expression on Bruce’s face when he had just sat in the car, she understood why he looked at her like he saw a ghost!
Bruce must have hated her so much.
Now that she had taken a bath, she was clean and delicate. Could Bruce put her down and run away? Sure enough, n always focused more on appearance than anything.
"Do you still want to eat?"
Hilla couldn’t help but feel a little sad when she thought of this.
Watching her pout, Bruce did not know why but he felt she was charming.
"Yes, I do!"
How could I "eat" you if I didn’t eat anything?
Bruce carried Hilla and walked out.
When they went downstairs, Hilla still struggled to walk on her own. It was dangerous on the stairs. It was fine to carry her upstairs, but she was afraid that Bruce would throw her when they walked downstairs.
Hilla walked to the dining table where the candles had been burnt out. She turned around and saw the man’s burning gaze behind her.
She was almost drowned under his gaze. She felt as if she was about to suffocate.
It was as if Bruce was about to pounce on her and swallow her.
It looked as if he wanted to directly "eat" her, which was terrifying, possessive, and aggressive.
Hilla took a small step back and said in a low voice, "Why are you looking at ?" It made her uneasy, and she was in a total ss.
Bruce didn’t take his eyes off Hilla. His eyes were full of affection, but his expression was serious, and his voice was calm, "This dress is not bad."
Pervert! Hilla didn’t believe that Bruce only looked at clothes.
He was clearly looking at the young and good body inside the clothes. He was shaless!
"Does it look good? It is this season’s new pajamas, which will co out soon. There is part of clothes inside that can be removed freely."
If it was removed, it would really be a half-transparent piece of cloth.
At that ti. Bruce would be able to see everything inside the clothes.
After Hilla finished speaking, she saw that Bruce swallowed.
Hilla snorted and thought, "You are really fascinated by the clothes."
"These are all cold!"
Hilla glanced at the steak on the table. The wine decanter in the middle was glowing, and she couldn’t help but sit down on the chair.
The heavy rain outside had stopped, and now it began to drizzle, which was gentle.
It looked as if it was particularly suitable for this season.
Being busy for a whole night and looking at the cold food in front of her, she could still eat them all.
Extrely hungry people could eat everything.
However, Hilla couldn’t stand Bruce looking at her. She wanted to take his eyes out.
He made her sad in the car for half a night. She wouldn’t let go of this so easily.
Hilla kept this in her mind. Bruce owed her.
"What do you want to eat?"
Bruce retracted his gaze and rolled up his sleeves. He walked forward and was about to take the steak away.
It seed that he could only cook by himself since Hilla had no intention of cooking. "Steak!"
Hilla’s voice was clear, and her dark eyes were still filled with happiness. She looked indifferently at the cold steak in his hand and said, "This one."
Bruce was stunned, and he said, "It’s cold!" "But I want to eat!" She did not want to wait. "Then I’ll heat it. I’ll be back very soon."
He understood what she ant, so Bruce’s reply was direct. Without waiting for Hilla to say anything, he turned around and entered the kitchen.
To heat the steak again would make it lost its original fragrance, but Hilla was
hungry. When Bruce walked out of the kitchen and brought back the candles, Hilla directly said, "Why are you doing these? It’s a waste of ti. Sit down and eat!"
After saying that, the woman pointed at the seat opposite her with a knife. There was sauce on the corner of her mouth. Her expression showed that "Don’t ss around and waste ti anymore. Do you have a lot of ti?"
Bruce was still thinking about his romantic wedding anniversary.
"We only have it once a year. Don’t you feel regretful?"
Bruce couldn’t help but ask Hilla when he was sitting opposite her.
Other won were all looking forward to romance. They would feel that their husband was not considerate enough and could forget all kinds of important anniversaries.
Bruce managed to rember one with great difficulty, and the result was that before he could start, she had stopped it.
He felt a little helpless and amused. Looking at the woman who ate like a cat opposite him, Hilla, who was dressed so well and had eaten steak rudely, he couldn’t help but smile.
He felt that he liked her very much.
After swallowing a mouthful of at, Hilla finally felt that she was alive. She replied without looking up, "We’ll be husband and wife for more than two years. There will be opportunities every year. Don’t worry. I will let you celebrated it until you are sick of it."
Hilla suddenly looked up and appeared to be ferocious. Bruce was shocked by this.
All of a sudden, he secretly agreed with her about simplifying the celebration of the anniversaries.
However, it was too late.
After finishing the steak, Hilla wiped her mouth gracefully and blinked at Bruce, who didn’t move. She said slowly, "Aren’t you going to celebrate our wedding anniversary? Let’s begin!"
Bruce frowned. The knife and fork in his hand almost fell onto the plate. He didn’t expect that she could say these.
Hilla was sitting elegantly. She blushed slightly and smiled, which made her completely different from the woman who ate the steak like eating a pancake just now.
Bruce was unable to figure out what was happening.
Was he old? Why did he feel that he couldn’t catch up with his wife?
Hilla thought, "Didn’t you want to be lovey-dovey? Co on. I just ate the steak and I’m very energetic. You can do whatever you want to ."
She was sitting there and waiting for Bruce to start.
Bruce felt that everything developed so fast!
...
Hilla looked at the motionless Bruce in front of her and her eyebrows cocked. There was a faint smile in her eyes.
The smile was particularly dazzling and enchanting under the light.
Bruce was distracted for a mont. He felt as if his breath was going to stop. As he looked at the woman in front of him, his dark eyes beca even darker.
"Alright!"
After a long while, Hilla heard the man’s reply. She didn’t co back to her senses imdiately.
Blinking her eyes, she felt it sowhat strange. What did he an?
Did he ask her to prepare, or did he have other intentions?
Hilla smoothed her hair and blinked at Bruce. "Didn’t you say you were going to celebrate the wedding anniversary? You can’t just give a candlelight dinner, right?"
He also shocked her.
Although she was still a little angry when she thought about it, she felt that she could not put it down that Bruce had secretly changed the password.
"No, of course, I won’t."
Bruce chuckled. When he walked forward, his tall body just blocked the light in front of her eyes. Hilla had to look up because of his approach.
The man suddenly bent down and allowed her to see his facial features clearly. Hilla saw panic in his eyes.
What should she do? She was a little dizzy now. There was no dicine for her. She couldn’t be so easily bewitched by his handso appearance.
If she could be easily seduced, it would be quite embarrassing!
"Then what’s that?"
She muttered as she watched the man in front of her. His breathing was so clear and hot.
That kind of face-to-face flirting was even more able to move her.
Hilla took a deep breath. Although she did it secretly, she couldn’t help but frown as she looked at the man who was smiling.
"Don’t look at !"
Why was she so when he looked at her? She felt so uncomfortable, and her whole body was hot. This man was too unbelievable.
He specialized in seducing innocent and ignorant girls.
Bruce looked at her shy appearance and felt very happy. He couldn’t help but reach out to rub the woman’s hair. His doting voice was a little hoarse.
"If you can’t be full, then you can eat more. Wasn’t that steak enough for you?"
As he spoke, Bruce had rolled up his sleeves and turned to walk towards the kitchen. Although he didn’t tease her anymore, Hilla still felt a little nervous. That man stirred her.
She was not having a good ti on a rainy night today. She was even a little restless. At first, it was because of Halle’s misleading that she could think about those things.
However, she was angry at Bruce’s actions at the beginning.
Hilla looked at the busy figure in the kitchen. He was tall and straight. The light seed to cast a layer of faint golden light on his body, which was so beautiful and charming.
Her husband was so good-looking. What could she do?
In the kitchen, Bruce felt a burning gaze from behind. Without turning around, he could not help but smile.
While Hilla was still lost in thought, Halle called her.
When she heard that Hilla was lost, she was about to go crazy, but she still had Emily, so she had to coax Emily first.
As soon as Hilla picked up the phone, she heard Halle’s voice, "Where are you, Hilla? What happened? Is it serious?"
Hilla shrunk her neck, feeling a little guilty. She bit her lips and said with embarrassnt, "I’m fine. I’ve co ho."
Hearing that she was safe, Halle heaved a sigh of relief, but still blad her.
"You’ve scared . Why is your phone still switched off?"
"That’s because my phone ran out of battery. I’m sorry."
Hilla said in a low and guilty voice, but she was still feeling rejoiced.
It was because Bruce wanted to give her a surprise. Bruce wanted to wait outside the door after he took a shower. When she couldn’t open the door, he would surprise her.
In the end, she didn’t open the door, and the surprise did not co as well. She was quite frightened.
She had thought about killing the mistress and killing Bruce, but she had never thought about divorcing Bruce.
The word "divorce" made her feel strange and distant. Even though Bruce could
betray her, she just didn’t want to...
Hilla felt that she was totally srized by Bruce.
"It’s good that you co ho safely."
Seeing that she was fine and her voice was so low, Halle could not bla her anymore. "Have you eaten sothing?"
Hilla nodded, then glanced at the kitchen and couldn’t help but blush. "Bruce is cooking, but I just eat a little."
Halle didn’t say anything else. Hilla heard the child’s crying, and then Halle hung up the phone in a hurry.
It was hard to raise a child. She watched how her sister took care of Emily every day.
Although she felt distressed, she could do nothing to help her sister.
Halle was spinning like a top. Although she had hired a few assistants in the studio and Hilla had helped her, it was obvious that Halle was irreplaceable.
After dinner, Hilla thought that Bruce would give her a surprise, but in the end, he dragged her to the bedroom on the second floor and they directly went to bed.
When Hilla looked at the man above her, she blinked her eyes and realized that sothing was wrong.
Shouldn’t it be done by her? She didn’t expect that Bruce, an old man, would be faster than her. She was about to turn over when Bruce grabbed her wrist tightly.
It was obvious that he had been professionally trained.
Hilla was stunned. She looked at the man with deep eyes. She bit her lips and asked, "When did you learn this?"
Did he learn it to deal with her?
Bruce smiled and his voice was a little bewitching, "What do you an?"
He was still pretending to be stupid in front of her. Hilla glanced at their wrists that were locked. "You’ve secretly learned it, and your target is !"
Bruce smiled helplessly.
Learning sothing was true, but his target wasn’t her. It was just that he didn’t want to be too late to help her every ti. After all, when his woman was impulsive, she was sowhat scary!
"My target is not you. I just want to..."
Bruce smiled and bent down. Hilla was stunned and subconsciously slapped Bruce on the face.
Whether he could kiss Hilla depended on her mood.
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