CHAPTER 82: WHY DON’T I STAY WITH YOU FOR A WHILE?

Halle looked at Hilla and pretended to be embarrassed, "But you are angry with him. It is not good to let him sleep in the room. Well, just let him feel cold outside for one night."

Halle looked at Hilla. She knew that Hilla was soft-heartened, but she just smiled and pretended not to know.

Hilla frowned and lay on the bed in frustration, "Fine. He can sleep wherever he wants. Anyway, it’s just a bit cold outside. He won’t die."

While she said this, she looked out of the window. It was a cold winter night in the countryside. She seemed to feel the cold air.

The night desolated people.

Halle smiled and went out with the quilt.

She gave it to Bruce and asked, "Hilla has compromised. Are you not going inside?"

She did not expect that one day, the person in charge of the Anderson family would be the one to guard her house.

Bruce took the quilt and said bluntly, "If I go inside, she will have an excuse to drive me away."

Based on Hilla’s temper, she must send him out the next morning.

Halle raised her eyebrows. She didn’t want to involve in the quarrel between the couple. She only said, "I’m afraid your sympathy-getting ploy won’t work tomorrow. I know my Hilla well. Once she comes back to calm, she will send you away."

Bruce turned to look at Halle. He said with gratitude, "Thank you, sister Halle."

Halle accepted what Bruce called her. Although she was very angry when Hilla was sad before, she remembered the conversation between Bruce and her earlier.

What was more, as a noble man, it was not easy for Bruce to come here and have a meal with them in such a narrow place.

"Since you call me sister, I want to know that Hilla said that you are with your first love, is that true?"

She could allow the couple to quarrel, but not allow others to deceive Hilla.

Although she was grateful for the Anderson family’s care for Hilla and could see that Bruce cared about Hilla, she knew some men like to have various women to set off their superiority.

So she wanted to know whether Hilla was the only woman to Bruce.

Bruce felt a headache when the troublesome Riya was mentioned.

The matter between him and Riya could be simple but could also be complicated. He was afraid that if he spoke too much, it would make Hilla and Halle misunderstand.

"No. She and I have broken up. It was an accident that day. Hilla saw it and misunderstood."

"Is that so? Does Mr. Anderson intend to let Hilla keep misunderstanding in the future? I think that since you have nothing with Riya now, you should keep distant in order not to disturb your respective lives. After all, women are narrow-minded for the men they love."

It was like the tiger would not allow other tigers to approach its territory.

Bruce nodded, "I understand. I will settle the matter between me and Ri."

Halle smiled and reminded him before leaving, "Women do not like their men calling another woman so intimately. They will feel a sense of crisis."

Bruce did not get a sense of crisis, but Hilla did.

When she turned over again, Halle, who was beside her, could not help but say, "Hilla, aren’t you going to sleep? My head is hurting since you kept rolling."

If Hilla worried about Bruce, she could go out and call him in. Why did she bother Halle like this?

Halle was always sleepy after she got pregnant, but she was also sensitive. She would wake up by a slight movement. Hilla kept rolling for a night. She didn’t know how many times she woke up.

"Sorry to disturb you, I can’t fall asleep. Don’t worry about me. I’ll go outside."

It was cold outside, but Halle didn’t care about what Hilla would do outside. Anyway, it was good to not disturb her sleep.

After turning over, she heard Hilla slowly got up and the door was closed.

As soon as Hilla came out of the house, she felt chill. She grabbed her down jacket. Was Bruce outside her house on such a cold night?

Although she was reluctant, she slowly walked towards the car.

She had to see whether Bruce had left or not. Was the car really without oil? In any case, she did not believe that someone would be so stupid as to freeze himself outside.

Hilla thought that as long as she could catch the evidence that Bruce was lying, she could drive him away. She became happier and walked faster.

At the corner of the wall outside the door, the black Maybach was parked. It was completely silent, and even the barking of dogs in the village could not be heard.

It was the coldest time in the night, and the sky was the darkest.

Hilla felt that she was freezing even she just left the house.

There was no movement and light in the car. It was dark and silent like nobody was inside.

Did Bruce abandon his car and run away? Had he been hooked away by a female ghost?

Hilla shivered and felt proud of her excellent imagination.

When she reached the car, she couldn’t hear any voice. She knocked on the car window.

But she received no response as if the people inside the car didn’t hear at all.

Hilla paused. She thought of the people who died in the car in the news report and suddenly shivered.

She quickly knocked on the window even harder and whispered, "Bruce, are you inside? Reply to me."

She didn’t know what the window was made of, but she couldn’t see what was inside. In addition, the light was poor now. She had to turn on the flashlight of her mobile phone.

"Bruce, don’t scare me. We haven’t divorced yet. I will be a widow if you die." She didn’t want to be a widow.

Hilla was in a hurry to knock on the window. Maybe her voice was too loud or the village was so quiet that a little noise would alarm something.

She had woken up the dog next door. She could feel the fierce black dog grimacing at her at the other side of the wall.

Just as Hilla was about to cry in fear, the window slowly rolled down. Bruce felt uncomfortable from being woken up.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he looked up and said hoarsely, "I haven’t slept for two days and two nights. Do you want to kill me to relieve your hatred?"

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The moment Hilla saw Bruce, she heaved a sigh of relief and subconsciously asked, "Why are your voice so hoarse? You haven’t slept for two days and two nights?"

Orlenna said that he was on a business trip. Could it be that he didn’t sleep well on the business trip and hurried here to see her?

Wasn’t she cruel to him?

"Is there no heater in your car?"

Hilla felt that it was cold in the car. She was surprised but glad that she had not been cheated. Fortunately, Bruce didn’t pretend to be miserable to let her forgive him. Otherwise, she would be angry.

Bruce nodded and said in a hoarse voice, "There’s no oil in the car. There’s not enough heat. It’s cold outside. Go back to your room."

He didn’t forget to care about her even if he was so cold that he gathered the quilt around him. Hilla felt she was narrow-minded before.

How could she leave now? She whispered, "Will you get sick?"

Bruce looked very tired. His hand was blocking the light from her phone. His red eyes and hoarse voice showed that he was very uncomfortable.

Bruce sighed and said helplessly, "Hilla, I will get sick if I can’t rest well."

"Have a good rest. Are you cold? How about I bring my quilt to you?"

There were only her and Halle here. They had never thought of receiving guests, so there was only one spare quilt. But in the cold winter of the village, it was not enough to be covered by a quilt.

Moreover, there was no heater in the car. It was not much better than sleeping on the streets.

"No need."

Bruce suddenly asked, "Hilla, can’t you fall asleep?"

Hilla nodded, "Yes."

Bruce chuckled, "I’m outside your house, so you can’t fall asleep?"

Hilla rolled her eyes and said in a low voice, "I don’t know."

She might not be suffering from insomnia because of Bruce. Maybe she had slept too much recently.

"Come in and accompany me if you can’t fall asleep."

Bruce opened the car door and left the space for Hilla. He knew she would get in.

"It’s so late. Isn’t it convenient?"

Hilla wasn’t in a hurry to get in. She looked carefully at the empty street.

Did she worry that someone would come to catch them in the night?

Bruce patted the seat beside him, then glanced at the opened door, "It’s cold."

Then Hilla hurriedly sat in and closed the door. It was dark inside the car. She was even more uncomfortable after sitting in.

There was not enough space to put her hands and feet. The air was stuffy and the temperature was cold.

"Bruce."

Hilla called out but didn’t get a response. She turned around and found that Bruce had fallen asleep leaning against the window.

He was wrapped in a thick quilt, wearing a white shirt. He looked as handsome as she peeked at him at night before.

He was exhausted recently. But she had only left the Anderson family for two days. Hadn’t he rested since she left?

The past two days were long for her. After all, she had lived quite well in the Anderson family before.

She didn’t feel bitter about living in the countryside. She just usually thought of the people around her and felt days were long.

"Bruce, are you tired? Have a rest. I will stay here with you."

If she went back now, she would disturb Halle. Halle was pregnant, so she always felt uncomfortable recently. She was sick of food and felt disgusting, sleepy, and dreamy. Although these Hilla had only been with Halle for two days, she had felt it.

Pregnancy made women live hard. Every time Hilla saw Halle spit out the food she had eaten, she would think would it be the same if she was pregnant.

Every time she thought about it, she blushed. Wasn’t she thinking too much? Turning to look at Bruce beside her, Hilla quickly whispered,

"I haven’t forgiven you. I just felt that it was not good for you to stay outside. If you were sick, your mother would blame me. I decide to stay because your family had taken care of me in the past."

Yes, what she did was to repay Tyree and Orlenna for treating her well. She was not a heartless woman. Bruce had let her down, but she was not the kind of woman who would repay kindness with enmity.

The reason she stayed in the car was not she was worried about Bruce. It was just that she was kind-hearted. She should repay the people who treated her well.

Hilla found a lot of excuses for herself, and then she sat in the car with ease.

After a long time, the car became even colder. To prevent himself from choking to death in the car. Bruce opened a small gap in the front window.

There was no warmth in the car at all. On a cold winter night, such a small village would be particularly cold.

At first, Hilla could bear it. But later she couldn’t take it anymore. She pulled Bruce’s quilt and got in.

No matter how angry she was with Bruce, she could not ignore her body. She indeed felt cold.

"Bruce, are you feel cold?"

She thought he was asleep, and he would not hear what she said. Unexpectedly, just as she finished, a big hand appeared on her shoulder and pulled her into his arms.

A warm and low voice came from above, "Are you still cold?"

Hilla pursed her lips and muttered, "It is not as cold as before."

Although Bruce closed his eyes, he could imagine Hilla’s look when she said this. He chuckled, "If you still feel cold, I can only hug you and do something. Don’t seduce me."

"Who seduced you?"

Hilla was about to jump out of Bruce’s embrace. She didn’t know why she had run into Bruce’s embrace.

It was terrifying. She was confused by Bruce. Shouldn’t she be angry with him and ignore him?

Why did she worry about him being frozen in the car? She even ran over to see him. What annoyed her the most was that she not only got into Bruce’s car and but also shared a quilt with him?

"Be reserved! Hilla, although you are married, you are a pure girl!

Hilla was so angry that she wanted to jump out of the car. Unexpectedly, Bruce hugged her and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers.

He sounded tired and aggrieved, "Is it hot?"

Hilla replied in a daze, "Yes." Then, she reacted and reached out to touch Bruce’s face. She said anxiously, "Bruce, you have a fever!"

This time, even if she wanted to send him away, she could not.