CHAPTER 101: BRUCE ALMOST WOULD HAVE BEEN CUCKOLDED

Hilla looked up and down Bruce who was beside her and asked curiously, "How did you know that I was here?"

She thought that Bruce would not think of this place, nor would he remember it.

Even Halle would rarely come here after her parents died.

In fact, they both wanted to ignore the fact that their parents had passed away. The last time they came here was for their mother’s wedding dress.

"Do you know that it is difficult here?"

Bruce didn’t answer her, but asked her another question. Hilla pursed her lips, thinking that it wasn’t difficult, it was just an accident.

Halle smiled and said, "It was me that wanted to come here. I asked Hilla to come with me. Mr. Anderson, are you afraid that I would take your wife away from you? That’s why you came here?"

"Halle, what are you talking about? He never would do such a thing."

Hilla blushed when Halle was joking.

She knew that Halle was making fun of her too.

Hilla held Halle’s arm, feeling prodigally embarrassed. She thought that Bruce was not that kind of clingy man!

"Yes, you’re right!"

Bruce answered faintly. Shocked by the simple words, Hilla widened her eyes in disbelief.

She found that Bruce had changed a lot recently. He wasn’t ashamed of what he had said before Halle at all.

Halle looked at Hilla, "Now that he was so worried about you, you can go back with him."

"No, I cannot. You’re pregnant now. I can’t let you go alone by yourself."

Holding Halle’s hand, Hilla clung to her.

Bruce opened the door of the car, "Get on the car, together."

Rumors traveled fast in the rural areas. By the time Halle returned home, it was already dark. Hilla took the opportunity to stay here for the night.

"The school was going to start soon. I will be busy with my studies, and then I’m afraid I won’t have time to come back. Anyway, I will stay tonight."

Halle frowned and said, "You’ve only been away for just a few days. I just start enjoying my life. Don’t bother me. Just go. I think you just want me, a pregnant woman, to run on errands for you."

"No, I won’t let you do anything. I miss Cookie and Candy so much. I’m their mother. I have the right to see them."

Hilla sat on the steps outside the house. The two dogs immediately ran over to her and rubbed against her feet.

Unlike the time when they were in the Anderson’s, the two buddies were the same as the local dogs now. They also grew fast and Hilla felt it hard to hold them.

"I want to have a taste of the food here. Sorry to trouble you, Halle."

The moment Bruce opened his mouth, the women looked at him at the same time.

Halle was mad at him. She was sure that Bruce spoiled her sister.

Hilla was surprised, "Bruce, do you want to stay here too?"

Bruce nodded, "Yes. I want to be with you. I miss the bed here."

Hilla was speechless.

She never thought that Bruce would like to sleep on a bed in a village than the one at home.

"You can stay if you want to. I’ll ask Lilian what the dinner is."

Hilla gave a large amount of money to her neighbors last time. Since then, Halle had no longer cook by herself. Every day, her neighbors would take turns to send her food.

Although it was like begging for food from others, it had spared her a lot of time.

Now she wanted to take good care of herself, so she would not force herself to cook.

Hilla walked to Bruce and asked, "What’s so good about the bed here? It’s very hard. Aren’t you busy with your work tomorrow? You will be late if you stay here for the whole night."

Bruce patted her head in satisfaction because he knew that Hilla was concerned about him. Suddenly, he leaned closer and whispered, "I just want to spoil you."

"You ... you are teasing me, right?" Hilla wondered.

She leaned back as her face reddened. There was even a smile in her eyes.

Her heartbeats sped up. Touching her chest, she glanced at her and turned around quickly.

Hilla was aware that she was flipped.

...

Hilla pulled herself together as a notification sound came from her phone. She held his phone and said, "Someone sent a message. I have to take a look."

"Did I have to explain this to him?" Hilla shook her head and thought, "How could my heart beats so vigorously?"

The message was from Roger. Hilla glanced at it and looked out the door. Then she turned around and said, "I need to go out now. Tell Halle that I will be back soon."

Hilla ran very fast. As soon as she finished speaking, she dashed out of the house.

She was a wild horse. Even if he surrounded her within his orbit, she could still run away at any time.

She took a look at the message and ran out, which signaled that the person who sent her the message was someone in this village.

Hilla didn’t know so many people in this village, but the group of young men who came to visit them during the holiday had all added her social media account.

Thinking of it, Bruce’s eyebrows furrowed.

"The boys really get no fears, don’t they?" Bruce was irritated.

When Halle returned from Lilian’s, she saw Bruce sitting alone on the steps outside the house. He was glowering at Cookie and Candy that were playing together in the courtyard.

Halle felt a chill down her spine, "Bruce couldn’t be thinking of killing these two dogs, right?"

"They were Hilla’s. Bruce wouldn’t provoke Hilla by doing this." Halle thought.

Looking at the courtyard, she found Hilla was not there.

"Where is Hilla?"

"She said she had to go out for a while. She will be back soon."

Bruce answered in a calm tone. Halle couldn’t see any emotions on his face right now, as if he had nothing to do with the word tenderness.

Halle seemed to have sensed something unusual and said with a smile, "Would you like hot pot for dinner? I have Lilian cut meat into slices and send them over with the vegetables."

"Alright!"

Bruce got up and returned to the house.

Halle glanced at the door which was open wide. She was afraid that it was not important to talk about the dinner now. It seemed like Bruce wanted to kill someone.

"Did she go to meet the boys in the village?" Halle was concerned.

Hilla went to the place that Roger had mentioned. It was the pear forest at the edge of the village. It was still cold. The pear trees had not sprouted yet, so there were bare branches all over the forest.

Roger was the only one standing under a tree. Hilla raised her eyebrows and walked forward, "Roger, what’s the matter?"

Roger said in the message that he had something important to tell her. Hilla hurried

over, but it looked like he was not in a hurry.

On the contrary, she was a little anxious now. After all, Bruce was suspicious all the time. She was afraid that he would misunderstand her when he stayed at home alone.

...

Roger turned around. He felt a little worried. He looked at Hilla and pursed his lips into a straight line.

Hilla thought, "Why doesn’t he say a word? Is there anything in his mind that he finds it hard to disclose?"

"Roger, what’s the matter? By the way, how did you know that I had returned to the village?"

When she had just returned, Roger had asked her to meet here. It was obvious that he had already seen her. Since there was something to say, why didn’t he go to find her directly? Instead, he had invited her here.

"Hilla, I just saw your husband. Are you married? Mr. Anderson is your husband?"

Roger stuttered out the words. He held a pear tree branch tightly. He broke it again and again. He became extremely tense.

Hilla was stunned. She thought, "Is this the reason why he called me here?"

She nodded, "Yes, he is my husband."

"Are you married?"

Roger raised his head in a daze. As expected, it was not as shocking as Hilla telling him the truth as he had heard it from others.

Lilian had also advised him. He had always refused to believe it. Even if he had seen it, he still held a trace of hope. Unexpectedly it was true.

"Yes, I am married." Hilla nodded. She didn’t want to hide her marriage from anyone. She didn’t say it in the Anderson Group because she was afraid of affecting the company, but she never wanted to hide it outside.

"How can you marry? Hilla, you are lying to me, right? You are so young that you can’t marry."

Roger suddenly seemed very excited. He stepped forward and grabbed Hilla’s arm, tightly holding her and pushing her back a few steps before he calmed down.

Hilla frowned. Facing Roger’s exceptionally agitated and irritable appearance, she wanted to pull his hand down.

"I didn’t lie to you. I am indeed married, and I am twenty. There is nothing illegal."

She was twenty-one this year. She was still very young. Most of her classmates were also in college. They were still pursuing studies. Most of them had not even stepped into society.

However, she was indeed married. This was the truth. She had never regretted it, nor had she thought of denying it. She did not feel that it was embarrassing to get married early at her age.

Marriage obeyed mutual wish, although a little bit of interest was involved in it at the beginning.

She knew her marriage was not simple, but it did not mean that she could deny or try to erase the fact.

She was married, her husband was Bruce, and she was the mistress of the Anderson family.

"Why? Why do you want to get married? You are so different from him. You are not a good match."

Hilla felt unpleasant for his words. She hated people comparing her to Bruce’s age and saying that they were not compatible. She felt that they were very suitable for each other and they were a perfect match between a man and a girl.

Although she often disliked Bruce for being older than her, when others said it, Hilla felt very angry.

She thought, "Why do I feel so uncomfortable listening to them?"

"My marriage is my own business. It has nothing to do with you."

"Hilla, I like you. How can you marry someone else? Did you take a fancy to his money? He is rich, right?"

The sudden confession of Roger didn’t stir up any waves in Hilla’s heart.

Moreover, his overly excited face had already become ferocious. It was different from the shy and innocent boy she saw before.

This appearance of Roger did not make her feel moved, but bored.

She furrowed her brows and said in a low voice, "You are hurting me. Please let go."

"Hilla, do you like the money? Did you marry Mr. Anderson for money? I know he is very rich, but you are not suitable for each other."

"You are very annoying. What does it have to do with you that we are not compatible? I don’t like you."

Hilla’s voice was very cold, and her tone was calm without the slightest fluctuation.

Her indifference revealed a coldness that could repel people thousands of miles.

At first, she only thought that with Roger’s identity, she could take better care of Halle in this village, which was why she was closer to Roger.

Unexpectedly, he misunderstood her.

Roger was stunned. Hilla’s words gave him a heavy attack.

"Why don’t you like me? Because I’m not as rich as Mr. Anderson? He bought you a luxury car and let you live in a mansion, so you were tempted, right?"

Roger suddenly seemed to fall into his world. His eyes were filled with the image of Hilla driving the gorgeous Maserati disappearing in front of him.

Hilla frowned. If he thought so, it was unnecessary to explain.

If a person thought that you worshiped the money, he would believe you were such a person from birth. No matter what you did, he should not believe any explanation. Because in his mind, you were such a person.

Hilla smiled, and the emotions in her eyes no longer had any warmth.

"I don’t like you. Bruce is very rich, but none of this has anything to do with you. Even if you are as rich as him, I won’t like you even if you buy me the same thing."

Liking didn’t significate a luxury car or a villa. This was not the real liking.

Because although one man could give them to you, the other man could also give them to you, or even you could give them to yourself, as long as you worked hard enough.

In the past, she didn’t think that she liked Bruce very much. After today’s conversation with Roger, she suddenly knew that she liked him.

She liked Bruce because of himself, but not those luxury cars and mansions.

Hilla thought it through and suddenly felt much more relaxed. She smiled and turned to leave, but Roger pounced on her excitedly.

"What are you doing, Roger?"

Hilla frowned. She felt Roger’s arms hugging her tightly, and his whole body was pressed down, his lips moving closer to herself.

She thought, "Is he going to kiss me?"

Hilla was stunned. She subconsciously grabbed Roger’s arm. She raised his leg and kicked a pear tree behind him. Roger staggered backward. Hilla quickly turned around and raised his leg.

Roger was directly smashed to the ground by her.

Roger, who had fallen to the ground, was stunned. Hilla was also a little awkward. She didn’t know if her moves were too cruel, but when she thought of what he had just done to her, Hilla felt very uncomfortable.

She had almost been kissed, but fortunately, she was smart, otherwise, Bruce would be cuckolded.