CHAPTER 34: BRUCE WORRIES THAT OTHER MEN WILL DROOL OVER HILLA

Hilla was pressed down by Bruce, which was stifling for her.

However, whenever this man heard some noise, he would immediately play dead and left her alone to settle the disturbing situation.

After struggling for a while, she finally pushed him away. Hilla tidied up her clothes in a sorry state, grabbed the quilt, and wrapped it around Bruce.

After making sure that neither of them exposed their private parts, she turned to look at the person at the door.

"You, you are the new servant?"

Margaret frowned when she saw Hilla’s overly beautiful face.

Even a woman would be impressed by that face, let alone a man.

She wouldn’t believe it if such a beautiful lady appeared in the Anderson family and even hugged the sick Bruce in want for nothing! There must be a conspiracy.

"What? I’m not a servant!"

Hilla quickly replied as she waved her hand. Then, she frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

This woman actually ran into Hilla’s room and asked her so arrogantly. She could not possibly be a servant with that beautiful face.

"I am the third daughter of the Anderson family. Who are you? Why are you in my brother’s room? What are you going to do to him? Were you taking advantage of his sickness?

"You even plan to seduce a vegetable. You want to be a Mrs. Anderson? No way!"

Margaret tried to appear smart as if she had seen through all Hilla’s tricks as a coquette.

Margaret stared at Hilla with sharpness and alertness, which was too penetrating for Hilla to escape.

"Seduce him? Who would do that?"

Hilla was stunned and looked at Bruce on the bed in a fog.

Margaret pointed at the innocent woman and said hatefully, "You! You are a malicious woman!" Her exquisite nail art was revealed.

Hilla frowned. "What did I do?"

"Seduce my brother!"

"Who?"

"You!"

"What’s wrong with me?"

"You were seducing my brother. You even stripped him of his clothes and climbed onto his bed. You wanted to do ... that to him."

Margaret’s face turned red, and she stomped the precious crystal shoes on her feet angrily. Seeing Hilla’s indifferent look, she felt even more annoyed.

Hilla was originally a little angry at the woman who had suddenly barged in, but knowing that she was Bruce’s younger sister, the apple of the Andersons’ eye, and her sister-in-law she had not met before, she calmed herself down.

Today, she just offended her mother-in -law before. Orlenna suspected that Hilla had cheated on Bruce. Now, it was the turn of a sister-in-law to criticize her.

How dramatic!

Could it be that she had to put on a family drama in the Anderson family?

Hilla curled up her lips, and an enchanting smile appeared on her face. She lifted the hair that had been messed up on her shoulder and raised her eyebrows. "I am seducing your brother. I want to be his wife. What can you do to me?"

"You, you are shameless. I will drive you out of here!"

Hilla twitched her mouth and muttered, "Go ahead!"

She was now Bruce’s wife. If nothing unexpected happened, Bruce would be the master of the Anderson family in the future as long as he woke up. Then, as Bruce’s wife, wouldn’t she control the Anderson family in the future?

As the future mistress of this family, couldn’t she stand by her word in this family?

Thinking of this, Hilla suddenly felt a wave of excitement as if she got an electric shock.

The Anderson family owned a big business. She, as Mrs. Anderson, was rich. The Anderson family was a top wealthy family in River City like a top-level predator of the food chain.

Bruce was like the Emperor of the city, and she was the Empress!

She didn’t expect that she would have such an overbearing identity. Why should she be afraid of her sister- in-law? Her sister -in-law should learn to screen for her emotional clues in the future. Margaret would be miserable if Hilla didn’t allow Bruce to give his sister pocket money.

Margaret couldn’t read Hilla’s mind, but she felt that Hilla was afraid of nothing. It looked as if Hilla was the young lady herself.

Feeling humiliated, Margaret immediately put on a cold face. "Who allowed you to enter my brother’s room? Get out!"

Margaret grabbed Hilla by the arm and pulled her out.

Hilla then staggered forward and stood at the door. When she saw Orlenna hurried

over, she quickly stood aside and greeted, "Mother!"

In her room, Orlenna had heard a man playing with Hilla and had been guessing who the man was.

The voice sounded familiar. It must be someone from the Anderson family or someone else she knew. She had been looking for the man after the incident. Rudi had not come back. He had gone to a branch company in another city.

There were only a few male servants in the house, and Owen and the housekeeper William were too old to win Hilla’s heart.

Orlenna couldn’t get an answer. Because she hadn’t found Hilla’s adulterer, she looked back at Hilla a little unhappily.

"Mom? Why did she..."

Before snapping out of Hilla’s greeting, Margaret was pulled aside and told by Orlenna in a cold voice, "This is Hilla, your sister-in-law."

What? A girl who looked younger than her was her sister-in-law.

Margaret, who just recently turned twenty-six, could not accept Hilla as her sister-in-law.

"Mom, are you crazy? How can you find such a young girl for Bruce? Does that fuddy-duddy like a kid?"

Even if her brother was lying on the bed and could not decide who he married, her mother should know her brother well. Hilla, a beautiful little girl, didn’t match her brother at all. The one who did should be a dignified lady from a noble family. At the very least, Bruce’s wife should be a professional elite.

Orlenna frowned and pulled down Margaret’s trembling hand. "You are an adult. Don’t you know the right way to greet your sister-in-law?"

"But Mom..."

How could she show some respect to such a young sister-in-law?

Margaret was getting butterflies in her stomach.

Hilla didn’t care. She was just about to find an excuse when she heard a muffled sound coming from the room.

Did someone fall to the ground?

Hilla quivered. Before Orlenna and Margaret could speak, she turned around and shut the door.

Margaret blinked and said, "Mom, see? How rude she is!"

Orlenna was also puzzled. Hilla had never been like this before. Was she really angry with Margaret?

Orlenna frowned and said, "Why didn’t you tell me that you came back? It’s late

now. Go back to your room."

"Mom, why are you just scolding me, not that girl?"

"That is your sister-in-law. If you are my daughter-in-law and marry a husband like your brother, I won’t scold you."

Margaret immediately choked back her anger.

Following Orlenna, she muttered, "Bruce is so unlucky to marry such a woman. Mom, you should really care about his feelings."

When Orlenna heard this, she thought of the male voice coming out of Hilla’s room that brought her mixed feelings. She could only blame herself for not being thoughtful enough before.

...

Hilla quickly locked the door of her room. She saw Bruce sitting on the bed. It seemed that he was waiting for her to come back.

"Are you ... alright?"

Didn’t he fall just now? Then where did that loud sound come from?

"Margaret is back."

Bruce did not answer her question. There was no joy or longing on his face although Margaret was his only younger sister.

Hilla walked to the wardrobe and took a change of clothes. She pursed her lips. "Yes, she is back. We almost came to blows with each other. Didn’t you hear us just now?"

When she quarreled with Margaret, Bruce was lying on the bed, pretending to be dead. She did not believe that he had not heard anything.

Sure enough, Bruce had heard it clearly. He said lightly, "She can’t defeat you."

What did that mean? He intended to ignore it just because no Andersons could defeat her?

It was unreasonable for both a husband and an elder brother to keep his hands in the fight.

"Aren’t you afraid that your sister will be at a disadvantage?"

Bruce looked up at her and said, "She has been living a smooth life in the Anderson family since she was a child. She should suffer a little."

"You’re quite open-minded."

"At least I prefer her to suffer."

Bruce said it with a low voice, but it hit exactly the softest part of Hilla’s heart. It was like a small stone that had suddenly been thrown into a lake, causing layers of ripples in an instant.

Hilla pursed her lips and secretly sized him up before asking, "Really?"

She thought that Bruce would side with his sister. After all, blood is thicker than water, and Hilla was just a "partner" that Orlenna had married to him for company. She would accompany him and chat with him to reduce his loneliness.

On the third day of Margaret’s return, Orlenna held a cocktail party for her in the courtyard where Tyree lived.

Although it was Orlenna who arranged the party, it could also be seen that Margaret was important in the eyes of Tyree.

Hilla took the "pocket money" Bruce gave her and lavished it on a bunch of luxuries.

After all, she was the first socialite and undisclosed Mrs. Anderson. She must dress up properly to match her identity.

"Does it look good on me?"

Dressed in a pink strapless evening gown, Hilla stood in front of the bed with a nice figure. Her hair was casually tied up, revealing a long slender neck.

She smiled gracefully at Bruce, who was sitting on the bed. With a little mole right beside the corner of her eye, she looked enchanting and passionate.

Bruce furrowed his brows. His fingertips landed on the keyboard in his hand and he typed a string of empty space.

He pursed his thin lips and said in a serious tone regardless of Hilla’s yearning, "No. You look too frivolous on it!"

Frivolous?

She didn’t even show her ankles. How could she look frivolous?

Hilla twitched her mouth as she rolled her eyes. "Is there something wrong with your aesthetic judgment?"

The clothes were selected by her, and the makeup was also carefully put on by her. As a woman herself, she would drool when looking at herself in the mirror. She didn’t expect Bruce would say no.

"Change to another dress and let your hair down."

Bruce said indifferently, staring at the computer screen in front of him, but he did not manage to read a single word.

"Which one do you want me to wear? I’ve been here for a few months and I’m usually bored to death. It wasn’t easy for me to attend a cocktail party. Your sister looks even more frivolous than I do. Why don’t you say anything about her?"

Bruce heard Hilla’s complaint. He said calmly, "If you don’t want to attend it, I can ask Horton to inform our mother."

"Alright, I will change now!"

Hilla glared at Bruce, and then angrily took another dress to the bathroom.

Bruce looked at the back of that flirtatious figure. After a while, his mouth slowly curled up into a smile.

Soon, Hilla changed into a light blue chiffon skirt, which went down to her shanks and revealed her fair and delicate feet and shanks.

It was a tube top inside although there was a layer of gauze on her arm. With part of her fair skin blurred, does she look even more coquettish than before?

"No, change!"

"Bruce, are you kidding me? You’re afraid that I’ll embarrass your family and you

don’t want me to attend it, right?"

Bruce frowned and rubbed his swollen eyebrows. "Just change. This won’t do."

All men wouldn’t dare to take Hilla away from him, but he worried that they would drool over her.

Hilla angrily threw her phone over and smashed it on Bruce’s arm. She said, "Like it or not, I’ll wear this dress. I won’t change."

"Go change!"

"I just won’t. Force me if you can."

Knowing that his leg muscles hadn’t regained strength, Hilla took the opportunity to grab her handbag on the table and ran out of the room in a flash.

"Hilla, come back here."

Watching Hilla who was wearing a light blue dress disappear from the room, Bruce was so angry that his face darkened.

At this time, the Main Courtyard of the Anderson’s mansion was brightly lit, and Tyree took the opportunity of Margaret’s return to holding a special reception party.

Hilla followed beside Orlenna and immediately attracted the attention of all the people at the party. However, their curiosity turned to shock when they heard how Orlenna introduced her. After that, they threw an indescribable look at her.

As the former first celebrity in River City and the second daughter of the Holt family, Hilla had not come down in the world. Instead, she married into the richest family in River City, the Anderson family.

If people knew about it half a year ago, they must be envious of Hilla.

But now all of them had a mocking smile on their faces.

Half a year ago, Bruce was seriously injured in a car accident. His life was saved after a whole month at the hospital. However, Bruce then became a vegetable and Tyree regained control of the Anderson family.

But the old man was too old to control the business empire Bruce had built on his own. Tyree could only delegate his power to others. At this time, he could only count on the second branch of the Anderson family.

Everyone knew that Lucas, the second son of the Anderson family, was his illegitimate son. Lucas was lucky enough to return to the Anderson family. Now unexpectedly, the entire Anderson family had to count on him.

People all lamented the great change in the family while flattering Lucas and Rudi.

Now Hilla’s marrying Bruce had become the biggest joke in River City.

The former first female socialite had actually reduced to marrying a vegetable to protect herself.

Hilla was not afraid of all kinds of sneering gazes from those people. She kept following Orlenna to shuttle through the crowd.

Suddenly someone bumped into her and a glass of red wine spilled on her.

Hilla frowned at her dirty dress.

How could these people make things difficult for her now? When Bruce woke up and took back the control of the Anderson family, she wanted these people to pay for what they did to her now.

"Go back and change into another dress. It’s cold. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Orlenna appeared gentle and dignified in public although she still had some grudge against Hilla for what happened between them the other day.

Hilla let go of Orlenna’s hand and walked to the East Courtyard. Soon, a figure in the crowd who had been waiting for a long time quickly followed...