CHAPTER 47: BRUCE IS A GENTLEMAN

It was a quiet night. Hilla and Bruce were lying flat on the bed.

Hilla grabbed the quilt nervously. She looked at the ceiling and said, "Bruce, are you okay?"

Hilla felt guilty and timid after she knew that Bruce sustained an erection because of drinking the medicine she had decocted.

Halle gave her the prescription and said it could help build up one’s physical strength. But Hilla did not expect that it was actually used to treat impotence.

Bruce was in loose pajamas. His hair was half-dried. The bath did not cool him down. Hearing Hilla’s sweet voice, he sat up from the bed and held his forehead. He said to Hilla, "Take me to the bathroom."

"Again? No, it’s so cold. You’ll catch a cold if you take another shower. If you get sick, your mother will blame me for not taking good care of you."

Hilla bit her lips, looking like a good girl afraid of being scolded by her parent.

Bruce thought it was funny. He looked at her with his reddened eyes and sneered, "Did you take good care of me?"

He actually felt sorry when he knew that she got injured when cooking the medicine.

Hilla couldn’t even take care of herself and always caused herself a lot of trouble.

That was why he drank the bowl of medicine.

If he had known the medicine would provide such an effect, he would have spat it out in front of her. Now it was too late for him to regret it.

Hilla was upset, twisting the quilt hard, for being blamed by Bruce. She deliberately stayed away from him and whispered, "It’s not my fault. My mother gave the prescription to my sister. And I had the doctor check it. I didn’t know it was for treating...impotence..."

Now she understood the doctor’s surprised look when she took the medicine. The doctor even asked her if she was married and asked about Bruce’s condition. He must know the prescription was used for...

Fortunately, she didn’t show this prescription to Horton, otherwise, he would have laughed his head off!

She would never suspect that Bruce was impotent. She had seen him lying on the bed and erecting many times. She had really gotten into trouble this time.

"You didn’t even know what the medicine is for. You..."

"I said that I had shown it to the doctor. He said it would be OK. Can you just stop blaming? It’s not my fault. And I have to say that I don’t feel safe sleeping beside you tonight."

Hilla criticized Bruce and sniffled, turning away distressed. Her trembling body could tell how sad she was at this time.

Bruce was stunned. He shouldn’t have argued with a little girl. Looking at her finger wrapped in a Band-Aid, he sighed, "Alright, I didn’t mean to blame you."

"You were obviously blaming me just now. I didn’t expect such an end."

Hilla was clearly telling Bruce "I am right" with her furious face. Bruce felt that he must be mad to reason with a girl. After knowing Hilla for a few months, he should be clear that this girl was usually unreasonable!

"Alright, I’m sorry!"

This was the first time that Bruce had been forced to apologize, though he did nothing wrong. If anyone who knew him saw this scene, they would be extremely shocked.

However, Hilla didn’t seem satisfied with his apology. She pursed her lips and said, "You shouldn’t have said those words."

Bruce rubbed his eyebrow, sat on the bed, and sighed. He had to calm down in order to retard the effects of the medicine so that he would not feel so uncomfortable.

"It’s my fault. I just didn’t feel comfortable, so I..."

"Alright. Anyway, you are the victim. You are not to blame."

She’s finally reasonable. Bruce heaved a sigh of relief. It was really difficult to coax a woman.

Hilla lifted the quilt and jumped off the bed. She held Bruce’s arm and smiled, "Don’t worry. I’ve taken this kind of medicine once. After two or three hours everything will be fine."

Hilla seemed very experienced. Bruce couldn’t help but frown because her words reminded him of the night a few months ago when a similar thing happened to Hilla. That night she curled up beside him, naked, like a helpless kitten abandoned by someone. She was uncomfortable and trembled all night.

Though at that time Bruce could not move or open his eyes, he could feel Hilla’s cold little hands tightly holding his and her nails digging into his skin.

Hilla now talked about the experience lightly, but that night was actually not easy for her. She kept crying in his arms. Although he could not see at that time, he could feel her fear and panic.

She was a little girl who would have kept that shameful experience to herself.

Fortunately, Bruce was then unconscious, so she told him everything.

"I remember you said that night if I were awake, you would not have to bear it yourself. So this time..."

Bruce put on a flirting smile. His eyes were red after he suppressed his passion for so long. Then he gazed at Hilla with eyes shining. Hilla was frightened and took a step back. She grabbed the clothes on her chest and said vigilantly, "No, no way. I won’t sacrifice myself to you to ease your pain."

Though it was she who bought the medicine, she couldn’t contribute her virginity just

because of self-blame. Besides, she heard that men were very rude in this situation.

Usually, the ones who suffered were women. She should stay away from Bruce.

Hilla ran to open the glass door of the balcony, without asking if Bruce could stand up on his own.

The cold wind on a winter night poured in, bringing coolness. Bruce felt comfortable. However, seeing Hilla trembling, he said, "Close the door. You want to catch a cold?"

"Don’t you think the wind can make you less uncomfortable?"

Bruce was angry that Hilla didn’t care about herself. He held his temper and spit out one word, "No."

Hilla was confused. Based on her experience, she believed the wind could help a lot. Was the wind too cold this time?

In that case, Hilla had no choice but to close the glass door, draw the curtains, and move back to Bruce, "I’ll help you to the bathroom to take a cold shower."

After the bath, it should be easier for the two of them to make it through the night.

Hilla held Bruce’s arm with her warm and soft hands. Bruce could smell a faint fragrance that came from Hilla, which made his heart beat faster!

...

Bruce had hardly stood up when he leaned on Hilla.

They were so close that their breath was intertwined in an instant. The fragrance from Hilla lingered in his nose like a ghost, inducing the desire in him.

The passion that he had just suppressed overflowed due to her fragrance. His desire was like a captive wild beast impacting against the cage, causing him more and more pain.

"Be careful. You still have no strength to walk?"

Hilla supported Bruce with great efforts, carefully asking about how he felt. Her voice was soft, slowly drifting into Bruce’s ears and heart.

It was like a stalk of foxtail grass swaying in the wind, wantonly stirring at the tip of his heart.

It was a kind of torture that made one’s heart itch. Bruce could not help but look down, from the delicate little face to her beautiful and sexy collarbone.

Her collarbone attracted all of Bruce’s attention like a magnet. Bruce rested his eyes there for a long time.

Hearing Hilla’s question, Bruce casually replied with a hoarse voice, "No!" He didn’t, couldn’t, and wouldn’t use any strength.

Hilla bit her lip and struggled to support Bruce, complaining, "You are so heavy. Can you try to walk?"

She had never heard that a vegetable would be crippled if he lay in bed for half a year before he woke up. Moreover, ever since she married Bruce, she had been massaging his legs. She did not understand why Bruce’s legs had deteriorated so badly.

"Can you stand still? I am exhausted!"

Hilla struggled to move. After just two steps, her nose began to sweat. Just as she felt that she could bear it no longer, the burden on her lightened. Hilla raised her head and saw that Bruce put his hand on the doorframe over her head to support himself...

"I’ll do it myself."

Bruce said with a hoarse voice. His clenched teeth and tightened jaw could tell that he was enduring silently.

His eyes became even redder. Although he didn’t say much, Hilla could feel that he should be feeling very uncomfortable.

It was all her fault for treating that kind of medicine as a tonic, and Bruce even drank up the whole bowl of it.

"Be careful. The water in the pool is cold."

Hilla said to Bruce. She tried to retreat as soon as possible, as she couldn’t help but gaze at Bruce’s crotch.

She didn’t see any abnormal symptoms from Bruce. She couldn’t understand why he looked so uncomfortable.

"Go get some ice!"

Bruce turned his head and found that Hilla was staring at him sneakily. He immediately tensed up, gritted his teeth, and turned his body sideways to block Hilla’s view.

"Doesn’t she know that it’s dangerous to stare at a man like this, especially on this occasion? Does she feel that I am no threat to her?" Bruce thought.

"Ice?"

Hilla came to herself and stopped her gaze. She blushed. However, she couldn’t help squinting at him again. Bruce put his palm on Hilla’s face so that she could see nothing.

Then he turned her around and pushed her to the door.

Hilla turned around and found that Bruce had closed the bathroom door with a bang.

"I’m looking forward to seeing you frozen in the ice."

Although Hilla said so, she went downstairs to get the ice. An hour later, when Bruce came out of the bathroom, the entire room was filled with a chill.

Hilla shuddered and frowned, "Won’t you get sick like this?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a pillow hit her face and a quilt was thrown into her arms. Bruce sat on the bed and closed his eyes, "Sleep on the ground."

If Hilla slept next to him, he was not sure whether he could control his physical and mental desire. He used to do it well but it was different tonight.

"Why should I sleep on the ground?"

Hilla was dissatisfied, lips pursed.

Although she complained a little, she obediently held the quilt and slept on the carpet.

It was good to stay away from this crazy man. Who knew if he would do anything to her in the middle of the night?

"You said that your sister gave you a prescription dealing with impotence?" Hearing Hilla’s words, Lily almost jumped up from the stool in surprise.

As was said, there were many anecdotes in the rich and powerful families. Ever since Hilla married Bruce, lily had become more and more well-informed.

Hilla lowered her head to cut the cloth. She pulled Lily a little and whispered, "My sister probably doesn’t know what the prescription is for."

"So Bruce erected for the whole night?"

Lily burst into laughter. As expected, private affairs were much more interesting than the gossip in the school.

Hilla blushed at her words. She replied in a low voice, "Not the whole night. He took a few cold baths and seemed to have caught a cold this morning."

"He didn’t sleep with you? Bruce is really a gentleman."

Hilla bit her lips with a red face. She thought that Bruce was really good to her. After Bruce woke up, he never paws at Hilla when she slept beside him.

Their most intimate actions were only two or three kisses. Seeing her shy or angry, Bruce would not go further.

"A man can suppress his desire and never forces you to have sex with him because he cares about you, right?"

Hilla thought. And she couldn’t help asking about it, "He never sleeps with me. Is it because he cherishes me?"

Lily almost laughed her head off. She looked at Hilla’s innocent face and held back her laughter, "So this is what you think."

"Of course! He is a gentleman."

"But I think he never has sex with you because he doesn’t like childish girls. Men like Bruce should be more fond of sexy, mature, and hot women. You must be too plain."

It was hard to pick up plain girls!

"That’s impossible! I’m hot, OK?"

"Alright, you are so hot. So just sleep with Bruce!"

Lily said and burst out laughing. Hilla’s face turned red. She was angry so she didn’t tell Lily about Rigel, who just entered.

Lily ran into Rigel’s arms. Her laughter suddenly stopped. Lily looked at Rigel with a red face. Rigel gazed at Hilla, who was about to gloat.

"Hilla!"

Rigel bypassed Lily who was in front of him and walked toward Hilla step by step. He said in a low voice, "Are you free tonight?"