CHAPTER 75: GIRLS OF THE HOLT FAMILY WILL NOT CRY

Hilla’s attendance in the meeting didn’t attract any attention.

Just wanted to find Bruce as soon as possible, she quickly shuttled through the crowd until she hit someone.

Julian caught Hilla at the first glance and stopped her in the corner as he saw that she was in a hurry.

"You..."

"Come here."

He grabbed her arm and pulled her to the balcony directly.

A cool breeze blew over, which successfully clarified Hilla’s confused thinking, helping her to look clearly at the corridor window on the opposite side.

This hotel was designed like a bird’s nest. Standing by the window, one could clearly see the corridor of the opposite buildings.

With the gaze fell on a spot on the opposite side, Hilla said casually, "Why are you looking for me?"

In face of her cold face, Julian was a little disappointed.

"I know why you married Bruce..."

"For the Holt’s mansion. I sold my marriage for it. Just sneer at me if you want to."

She looked determined, just like when she said she was fine.

Julian frowned and turned his sight to the half-moon outside, "You know that I never meant it that way."

"I know. And you should know that no matter what, I am already Mrs. Anderson and my husband is Bruce. I don’t want to be entangled with a man who was ambiguous with me."

She took him to be a man who was ambiguous with her!

But anyway, they had never made their relationship clear before.

Neither when she was still Miss Holt, nor when the Holt Family went bankrupt. Now that she had become Mrs. Anderson, it was too late for him to even think about it.

"I got it. But I got one last wish that I want to help you get the Holt’s mansion back. You won’t say no, right?"

Hilla turned her head to him, with her eyes filled with astonishment.

She had thought about asking Julian to cooperate with Bruce, but she did not expect that he would take the initiative.

"Thank you!"

"Don’t thank me too early. As far as I know, the one who is going to work with me is Rudi. The person Bruce wants to work with should be the woman beside him now."

Hilla’s face turned pale in an instant, as he had seen it just now.

She wanted to deceive herself and deny what she saw, but someone just reminded her.

"My man ... will not be a playa!"

Hilla bit her lips as she spoke. Her bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the window on the opposite and watched as the woman hugged Bruce’s arm. However, Bruce did not push it away.

Following her sight, Julian took out a neatly folded handkerchief from his pocket, which was embroidered with the word "Hilla" by Halle. She had no idea why Julian would have it.

"Take this. You can cry at will. It’s noisy inside. No one would hear it."

Didn’t expect that Julian would understand her feelings so well, Hilla couldn’t help but become more depressed.

She felt even more uncomfortable, and even her breathing became difficult.

Tightly grasping the handkerchief that she recognized at the first glance, she whispered after biting her lip, "Girls of the Holts will not cry for an unworthy man."

She couldn’t cry! Even though she just saw Bruce holding another woman in his arms, safe and sound.

Hilla thought, I will definitely not cry! That woman is just nothing! She may have an affair with Bruce, but I am Bruce’s legal wife.

I am the one that shares a right and legal marriage with Bruce! I am the one that calls the shots! By no means can he dump me!

Hilla tried to comfort herself. Julian was surprised to see that her eyes were swollen but she didn’t cry. Perhaps he did not know this girl well enough.

She was so sad, but she forced herself not to cry. Just like the time when they learned martial arts together back then, she was much tougher than boys, even when she was severely injured.

Hilla had once said when he made fun of her, "Girls of the Holts never cry. I am the heir of the Holt Family. I won’t cry."

At first, he thought that this little girl was emulative but cute at the same time. It was by now did he realize that she was so serious!

"This handkerchief belongs to me. I won’t return it to you."

Tightly holding the handkerchief in her hand, Hilla left without looking back, as if she was seeking a showdown with Bruce.

Seeing Hilla leaving aggressively of great urgency, Julian curled his lips after being

stunned for a while. Right, there was no need to return. Things that didn’t belong to him would be taken away one day. He failed to keep it. Or it was better to say, he never had it.

Frowned to look at the "pendant" on him, Bruce said in a low voice impatiently, "Let go."

"Bruce, you idiot! Did you unfriend me? You know what? Someone told me that your wife would be here today. How about we let her see how you hook up with your ex-girlfriend? I want to know if she will be angry. I want to see her bite you."

Bruce tried to pull his arm back, but Riya kept hanging on him tightly. As a result, she was dragged along as he step forward.

Bruce gritted his teeth and murmured, "You’re a girl. Aren’t you ashamed?"

"Well done, Bruce. It was you who begged me to come back from abroad. I am here because of you! You have no idea how much I have sacrificed! Now that I am back, and you want to drive me off? No way!"

Riya’s ladylike and dignified face was full of stinginess and jealousy, showing that she was not going to end this easily.

Bruce stumbled as she desperately dragged his arm. Tried to pull his arm back, he scolded, "Let go of me. Hilla will be here soon."

"What? You are afraid now? Easy! Apologize to me and say ’I’m sorry, my queen!’ and then friend me again."

She was not at his beck and call! She was the beloved daughter of the Marley family!

Since he was not her boyfriend anymore, in no way would she let him take control!

"No, let go!"

Bruce gritted his teeth and stopped at the corridor.

If he went any further, he would arrive at the hall, where Hilla was probably waiting for him.

...

"You are so stubborn. OK. No friending, but you must take me in and let me live in your house."

Riya couldn’t help but frown when she thought of the hotel bed sheet.

She hated living in cold places like hotels.

She could be alone, but she did not enjoy loneliness.

With his gloomy face darkened with anger, Bruce replied coldly without consideration, "No, I’m married now. You can’t come to my home."

"Who wants to go there? You have so many houses. Just give me a secretive one. One that the Marley family won’t be able to find."

That was not too much to ask, but hard!

He frowned for a while before replied coldly, "OK. Let go."

Riya curled her lips in satisfaction and threw a photocopy of her ID card into Bruce’s arms. She winked charmingly and smiled, "Give the house to me. I will help you get the shares of the Anderson Group and take down the new airport project. It’s worth it, isn’t it?"

Actually, it was more than worth it.

Directly put the photocopy into his own clothes, he whispered, "The transfer procedure will be done in three days. Before that ... don’t show up again."

This girl just annoyed him! He must have been crazy to have kept a relationship with her for three years!

"Don’t worry. As long as you meet my requirements, I won’t make things difficult for you and your wife."

With her fingertips landed on Bruce’s chest, she pointed at the place where he had placed the photocopy with satisfaction. The next second, she left before Bruce had an outburst.

To her, it was just so awesome to see Bruce being defeated. What revenge for being dumped a few years ago!

Relieved to see Riya left triumphantly, Bruce took out an exquisite box from his pocket. The ring he had given Hilla lay within.

Only this time it was a pair!

The last time he gave it to Hilla, she didn’t wear it. Perhaps to her, it was important to have a ritual.

She had kept the ring very carefully. It had been a long time before he finally found it in a wooden box in the small cabinet beside her bed.

Tyree had given all his grandmother’s dowry to Hilla. The box was one of them.

Obviously, she had treasured them well that she had put all the important things in it.

He had gone through quite a while before he successfully unlocked the box without damaging the jade lock on it.

The wedding rings of the Anderson family were all specially made. He had put in a lot of thought and hoped that Hilla would like them. He was a little surprised at what happened, but it was the same that he gave it to her today.

Bruce’s eyes became soft under the light. Just as he closed the box and was about to call James, Hilla suddenly ran out.

Her slender figure showed up wearing a dress that he had specially chosen for her yesterday.

Before he could even rejoice, he noticed that Hilla’s gaze fell on him. "You said that there would be a while before your legs could recover."

"Don’t tell me you just recovered. It’s impossible that you can walk so fast if you just came to your feet not long ago."

Hilla’s hot gaze landed on Bruce and her red eyes finally made him feel a little scared.

He tried to open his mouth, but he could only speak with difficulty, "Hilla..."

"You want to explain it to me, right? OK, I am listening."

The young girl in front of him tilted her head and looked at his face with a mischievous smile. Such a smile was sincere, cheerful, cute, and charming. But everyone familiar with Hilla knew.

The more beautiful a flower was, the more poisonous the thorns would be.

All of a sudden, he failed to speak out the words that he had just prepared.

When he was about to say something, the smile on Hilla suddenly faded and she said coldly, "You are not going to explain? You don’t want to? Or there is no need?"

Bruce pursed his lips and replied in a low voice, "I want to explain."

"I saw it. You didn’t meet her on purpose. You two are innocent. There’s a reason that you hid the things about your legs. And you didn’t tell me that the Holt’s mansion was going to be auctioned together with the new airport. It’s for my own good or your own reasons, right?"

She had said all the words that he was about to say. But actually the more understanding she expressed, the more she minded this.

"Bruce, Halle said that marriage without love cannot last long. My classmate told me that most of the time, the age difference between two people really brings the gap. Everyone reminds me that our marriage is not sincere or upright. There’s a contract between us. And we don’t love each other. I thought that even if we did not know each other before, we would still be familiar with each other after we became

husband and wife. Even if there is a gap between us, as long as I am honest enough, it will be razed. Even if our marriage was abnormal at the beginning, you will like me ... if I try my best!"

As Hilla spoke, she retreated backward, with tears holding back in her eyes. The tears still fell anyway, but Hilla wiped them away immediately.

She sniffled and said hoarsely, "Girls of the Holt Family won’t cry, you’re the only one that once sees me cry."

When she cried, she was like a child. Although she had tried to hold it back, tears just fell from her eyes again and again.

Sometimes, people were contradictory. They were sad, but they pretended to be tough. However, it was just easy to tell from their face that they weren’t. Just like now, she was like "I am not tough, I am very sad."

Ignoring the bitterness in his heart, Bruce took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I know. Hilla never cries in front of outsiders."

"No, you have no idea. This will be the last time I cry in front of you. Girls of the Holt Family won’t cry! My dad said that our lives would be happier than most of the people in the world. My mom told me that boys marrying us would only make us laugh. Halle told me that she only wanted me to live happily, but you made me cry. You let them down. Bruce, I hate you. From now on, I hate you!"

Outside the door, people were found clinking glasses again and again. The sound of champagne being opened kept going up and down. Shadows of the goblets reflected the faces of all kinds of businessmen. Suddenly, the fireworks exploded in the night sky, covering his downcast mood at the moment.

At the Annual Ball of the Anderson Group, laughter could be heard everywhere. But for Bruce, he could only hear the sound of his heart’s defense collapsing!