A Vengeful Bride novel Chapter 569

Bradley's eyes flashed with disgust. He raised his hand, pinched Nelly's chin and said in a gloomy voice, "What's wrong? Do you feel lonely?"

To Nelly, Bradley was no longer gentle as before. He treated her with an angry attitude.

In his opinion, all women were b*tchs...

"Bradley, you clearly know that what I want is only you."

Nelly held Bradley's neck with both hands and said to Bradley in a coquettish manner.

Hearing Nelly's words, Bradley sneered and said with coldness and malice in his eyes, "Is that so? Since you want me so much, then... Take off your clothes."

Nelly's face lit up with joy when she heard that.

Since she was engaged to Bradley, she had always taken the initiative to seek his consent for sex, but Bradley had no reaction every time.

Nelly was very angry. Since Bradley asked her to take off her clothes, how could she be unhappy?

She took off all her clothes, twisted her waist and seduced him, "Bradley,f*ck me."

Looking at Nelly's snow-white body in front of him, Bradley smiled evilly.

He grabbed Nelly's chest and said casually, "You're lascivious indeed." "Bradley."

Bradley's sinister and humiliating words chilled Nelly's back for no reason.

She rubbed her body against Bradley uncomfortably and called his name.

After staring at Nelly coldly for a long time, Bradley pushed her away and said with aloofness in his eyes.

"Spread your legs."

Nelly spread her legs unconsciously and looked at Bradley with flirtatious eyes.

Bradley untied his belt and looked at Nelly who was under his body. However, Amelia's face flashed through his mind.

He should take revenge on Amelia... He shouldn't think about her anymore...

However... Nelly's body looked so attractive, but Bradley was not in the mood to have sex at all when he looked at her...

"Get out of here.."

Nelly was waiting for Bradley to make love with her, but she didn't expect that Bradley pushed her away heavily and roared at her in furious voice, as if he had gone mad.

Nelly was pushed away by Bradley. She was shivering and her face was full of embarrassment.

"Bradley..."

How could Bradley humiliate her like this?

"Get out!" Bradley grabbed the pen on the table and threw it on Nelly. His eyes were raging and he was like a wounded beast, looking extremely brutal and even horrible.

Nelly was scared by Bradley. She didn't dare stay here any longer. She covered her chest and left with her body trembling.

After Nelly left, Bradley's eyes became chilly and tepid, and he got boiling inside.

As if he was crazy, he smashed all the things on the ground. After venting his anger, he sat on the ground, and let out a roar like a beast.

"Amelia... I hate you... I hate you!"

"Why can't you love me... Why do you have to be so cruel to me after making me fall in love with you..."

"Amelia... You heartless woman."

Leaning against the door of the study, Nelly heard Bradley calling Amelia's name. Her eyes were full of viciousness and rage.

Amelia... Bradley became sad because of her again.

Since Amelia had left Bradley, she would never let her come back again.

Bradley was hers, and no one could take him away...

"What should we do?" Christ suddenly had a fever. The housekeeper looked at him with a pale face and didn't know what to do.

Christ began to have a fever in the middle of the night. The housekeeper did not dare disturb Bradley, because his temper was unpredictable, and he always ignored the child. Thinking of this, the housekeeper's face turned a little anxious.

"Why don't you call young master? If anything happens to Christ, we can't absolve ourselves from the blame."

A servant glanced at the housekeeper and then looked at Christ who was lying on the bed. Because of the high fever, his face had turned red.

The housekeeper sighed deeply and said, "Okay, I'll call young master right now. Take Christ to the hospital first, and you must protect him. Do you understand?"

After the servant left with Christ in her arms, the housekeeper called Bradley.

When Bradley received the call from the housekeeper, he just came back after attending a meeting. With no expression, he answered the phone with indifference and impatience in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Young master, Christ has a fever. We are going to send him to the hospital."

An hour passed by, and another hour passed by. The door of the operating room was finally opened.

Bradley's body suddenly trembled. A doctor with a mask came out of the operating room. Bradley almost rushed to the doctor and grabbed his collar. The doctor was scared by Bradley's appearance. He looked at Bradley in surprise and said with a faintly weak face, "Mr. Haggai, Christ's condition has been stabilized, he is all right now. He can be transferred to the ward later."

Hearing that, Bradley threw the doctor aside with some disgust. He looked at Christ who was pushed out of the ward with doleful eyes.

Christ's white and tender face was abnormally red, and his breathing was a little weak.

Looking at the infusion bottle hanging above Christ's arm, Bradley's heart felt extremely uncomfortable as if it had been punched by someone.

He reached out and gently touched Christ's soft hair. In a hoarse voice, he called Christ's name, "Christ, I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

Cornell stood up with a complicated expression and walked to Bradley. Seeing Bradley's guilty look, he sighed deeply and said, "Don't worry. The doctor said that Christ is fine now, so don't be so guilty."

Bradley buried his head on Christ's shoulder and held back the tears in his eyes.

"Amelia, our child has a fever. Do you know that?"

"Where are you? Are you really so cruel? Don't you even want our child?"

"Is Tyrone really that good?"

Crack!

"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Hearing the crisp sound of bowl breaking, Joanna, who was playing with Kerr and Chester in the living room, immediately got up and came to the kitchen. Seeing Amelia staring at the broken pieces on the ground in a daze, Joanna's eyes were somewhat anxious as she asked, "Abigail, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Three days ago, Joanna returned to Beijing with Cedric who had completely recovered. The doctor suggested that he should take good care of his body. Although he got better for the time being, if he didn't take good care of himself, he would get sick again.

"Nothing... I dropped the bowl by accident." Looking at Joanna who was grabbing her hand, Amelia said with difficulty.

"Just leave these things to me. Go out first. I'll clean it up."

"Okay."

Amelia didn't refuse. She didn't know what was wrong with her just now. But she suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart, as if it was stung by something. Before she could react, the bowl had been broken.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Seeing that Amelia came out of the kitchen in low spirits, Chester raised his cute face and said to Amelia with a smile.

Amelia came back to earth and looked at Chester's adorable face. She reached out her hand to pinch Chester with amusement and said with a chuckle, "Ches, you are so cute." "Auntie, it hurts.” Chester looked at Amelia with grievance, as if he was complaining that Amelia was too violent.

Amelia looked at Chester with a smile and refused to let go of him.

Nacho came downstairs and saw Chester looking at him with a wronged face. He looked at Amelia and said, "Abigail, where do you want to work? Cedric's company or my company?"