The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 546 - 525: If I don’t make trouble now, will you be in charge of me?

Chapter 546: Chapter 525: If I don’t make trouble now, will you be in charge of me?

She just wanted to give him the cold shoulder for a while. If she really made him sick, that wouldn’t be what she wanted.

As soon as she turned her head, Sienna Harrison didn’t have a chance to speak before Oliver Thompson seriously nodded and said, "Yes, yes, my wife, our son is right. I’m fine if I die, so I won’t burden anyone. The trouble is if I don’t die and end up with a bunch of health problems, it’ll be hard for you, our son, and daughter-in-law. So...wife, forgive me for the sake of everyone not suffering!"

Sienna Harrison: "..."

Mr. Thompson, where is your integrity?

She had lost count of how many times she had refreshed her understanding of him in just one day!

"Enough! If you keep making a fuss, I really won’t take care of you anymore!"

Sienna Harrison’s face darkened, and she leaned back in her seat with her eyes closed to rest. She ignored him and let him make as much noise as he wanted.

Hearing her words, Oliver Thompson’s eyes lit up: "Wife, does that mean if I don’t make a fuss now, you’ll take care of me?"

It seemed that was what she meant!

Without waiting for her response, Oliver Thompson took advantage of her closed eyes to stealthily slip his hand around her waist. Then, he embraced her and gently leaned his head back. This time, Sienna Harrison didn’t push him away. After being worried and frightened all morning, she was tired too!

Let him be!

It took only twenty minutes from the top of the mountain to the Gordon family’s private villa airport. Lina Miller and Mario Jensen were already waiting for Sienna Harrison. Seeing her appearance, they both widened their eyes simultaneously and only heaved a sigh of relief when they saw the two children.

But...could it be that Sienna Harrison was ravaged...?

Lina didn’t dare to think about it and naturally wouldn’t ask. If nothing had happened, there was no need to know. If something had happened, asking would only bring more trouble.

As Michael Gordon carried Bianca Aretha off the airplane, he caught Lina and asked, "Lina, how is Ivy now?"

"She just woke up, she’s a little emotional, but Madeline is with her!"

As Lina spoke, she reached out to touch Bianca Aretha in Michael Gordon’s arms, then whispered, "Sweetheart, you mustn’t be so willful anymore, okay? Your mommy is already scared to get out of bed. When you go back and see mommy later, you have to say that nothing happened, okay?"

Ivy Aretha was already scared out of her wits by Bianca Aretha’s phone call. She was pregnant after all, how could she handle such a shock?!

"Auntie Lina, I got it!"

After speaking, the little girl struggled to get down from Michael Gordon’s arms, "I’ll go see mommy now and apologize. I promise I’ll behave from now on!"

After saying that, she took short steps to go apologize to Ivy, but she was stopped by a small voice behind her.

"Bianca, wait for me. I’ll go with you to apologize to Auntie!"

Roy Thompson had already caught up while saying this. After all, this incident was his fault. If he hadn’t been worried about his mother and followed her, Bianca wouldn’t have followed him. He didn’t regret it, because it saved his mother, but it was different for Bianca.

Watching the two small figures walk away together, Michael Gordon and Oliver Thompson looked at each other and smiled. Their lips were curled in a tacit agreement, and they were determined to be brothers and relatives.

Because of his unhealed old wounds, Oliver Thompson was supported by Jaysen Smith. Sienna Harrison wanted to help him, but she was unable to because she was exhausted from being tormented.

Hearing their footsteps, the first person to rush out of the room was Madeline. Seeing Oliver Thompson supported by Jaysen Smith and Sienna Harrison’s appearance, her eyes widened in shock. Thankfully, when she saw Lucas Sandy following, she breathed a sigh of relief, at least the wounds had been treated.

Jaysen Smith put Oliver Thompson on the sofa, and Madeline hurried over. Without asking any questions, she began to check his body: "Jaysen, are you injured anywhere? Let me see."

Seeing the woman rushing over and looking at his body without caring, Jaysen Smith raised his eyebrows slightly and said nothing. There was an unreal quality in his gaze.

Seeing him not speak, Madeline shouted again: "Jaysen Smith, say something! Are you injured anywhere?"

The clear, sharp sound was tinged with emotion; if you listened closely, you could detect a sob. Jaysen Smith’s heart tightened, and he looked deeper into her eyes before speaking softly: "Madeline, can I misunderstand that you’re worried about me?"

It was the first time in a long while that she had been so flustered because of him, and he did feel a strong illusion that she had feelings for him.

"What do you mean misunderstand that I’m worried about you? I’m genuinely worried, Jaysen Smith! Just give me a hum, say something, are you okay or not?"

Madeline was already going crazy from his nonchalant attitude. He couldn’t imagine how worried she had been since they left. Of the three of them, Michael Gordon was skilled and would naturally not be injured, Oliver Thompson was already injured and wouldn’t have participated in the fight. That left only two people to fight for the rescue. Jaysen Smith had a delicate body, it was obvious that if he fought, he wouldn’t die but would inevitably be injured.

She had been so worried about him, but he remained silent without saying a word. Thinking about it, Madeline’s anger exploded.

"Hmm."

Hearing her words, Jaysen Smith only hummed and looked deeply into her eyes through the lens. He paused before reaching out to rub her hair gently and said softly, "We’ll talk tonight."

"What do you mean tonight? If there’s something wrong, let Lucas help you see it! With your small body, if you’re injured somewhere, how am I going to explain to your mother?"

While speaking, Madeline started to roll up his sleeves and unbutton his shirt. "You said you have a lot of small wounds, and I should remind you to change the medicine tonight. I’ll check now, how badly are you injured?"

Watching the woman anxiously undoing his clothes, Jaysen Smith’s dark eyes gradually reddened. He felt a puff of smoke in his throat, and his voice became hoarse: "Madeline..."

"Cough..."

Before Jaysen Smith could finish, Michael Gordon, who was walking towards Ivy Aretha’s room, stopped in his tracks. He turned to look at the pair – one was stripping clothes, and the other was trying to stop it – and indifferently said, "Madeline, you’re casually stripping people here. Aren’t you afraid that, in front of so many people, your man will...get hard?"

Having said that, he went straight into Ivy Aretha’s room without looking back.