A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

Lyana was not used to being treated with such enthusiasm and found herself quite overwhelmed.

Holding Lyana’s hand, Matriarch Sanchez began to enter the house. His gaze landed on Lyana’s face and she spoke quietly, as if afraid to scare her.

– My darling child, how old are you this year?

– Twenty four.

– Good, good!

The smile on Matriarch Sanchez’s face grew even brighter.

– You are a good girl.

Lyana became even more confused. All she did was answer Matriarch Sanchez’s question about her age. Just for that she was called a

– good girl?

– Oh!

Matriarch Sanchez suddenly exclaimed.

Surprised, Lyana froze.

– Lan is on your arm!

This little pet is extremely intelligent. He loves those who have a good heart.

Matriarch Sanchez’s smile was so wide it looked like her face was about to split in two. She looked at Lyana lovingly.

– It seems that my darling granddaughter must be a very kind angel. That’s why Lan is following you!Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Lyana smiled awkwardly. What should she say? Thank you?

Matriarch Sanchez didn’t feel the awkwardness at all. She felt that her dear granddaughter had been heaven sent to save her grandson. Her eyes shone as she asked,

– I heard your younger sister bullied you?

Lyana lowered her head and smiled weakly, remaining silent.

– Good girl. If someone bullies you in the future, you must tell me. grandma will defend you.

At this point Matriarch Sanchez finally remembered his purpose of coming here. She said to the butler,

– Don’t stay there. Quickly move Lyana’s things to the second young master’s room.

The butler was stunned.

The second young master was a monster of cleanliness. If he found out that the second young lady’s belongings were in his room, would he lose his temper and order them to renovate his entire room?

– Why don’t you go?

Matriarch Sanchez narrows her eyes, displeased.

The butler could only get ready and fulfill the order. Privately, he prayed that the second young master would not fly away in anger that night.

…

When night fell, Lyana was still reading in the guest bedroom.

Matriarch Sanchez sat next to her, so sleepy her eyelids kept sliding down. She didn’t want to disturb Lyana’s reading, so she got up and walked out. Once outside, she pulled out her phone to call Vincent, urging him to come home early.

When she returned, Vincent was already so tired that she was practically in tears. Seeing his grandmother in this state, he frowned slightly and glanced at butler Charles, as if blaming him for not taking good care of Matriarch Sanchez.

The butler hurriedly lowered his head in fear, not daring to speak.

– Don’t blame him.

Matriarch Sanchez spoke first. She approached Vincent and asked in a low voice,

– My darling child has been married in our family for a few days. Why didn’t you take good care of her? Why didn’t you consummate your marriage?

Startled, Vincent stood there with confusion written all over his face.

Could it be that Grandma was referring to Lyana?

Since when did Grandma become so close to Lyana?

However, Vincent chose to continue pretending to be in the dark. He asked,

– Who is your ‘darling’ child?

– Your wife, of course!

Matriarch Sanchez looked at Vincent, saying resentfully,

– I have already asked someone to move the business of my darling child in your room. You are a man, so you have to take the initiative. Otherwise, your wife will run away.

Vincent’s expression darkened.

– I’m talking to you. You listen to me?

Matriarch Sanchez spoke without a trace of humor. She wasn’t satisfied until she saw Vincent turn to look at her.

– Okay, I won’t say more. You young people have fun at night.

With that, Matriarch Sanchez left with the butler.

Seeing that the lights in Lyana’s room were still on, Vincent approached.

The moment he entered the room, his eyes met Lyana’s twinkling ones. He narrowed his eyes and commanded,

– You will sleep in my room!

Lyana closed the medicine book in her hands and replied:

– No, I’m fine here. Oh…

She had never expected Vincent to walk up and take her in his arms for a bridal babywearing. Caught off balance, she looked at Vincent in shock and involuntarily met those soulful eyes. She pursed her lips slightly and said:

– Put me down!

– Sleep in my room tonight!

With those words, he took Lyana back to her room.

Not far away, Matriarch Sanchez slyly poked her head out. She watched Lyana being carried into the room by Vincent and couldn’t help but smile. Carefully, she tiptoed toward Vincent’s bedroom door.

The bedroom door was securely closed. Matriarch Sanchez pressed her ear to the door.

– YOU …

Before Lyana could finish speaking, Vincent placed a hand over her mouth.

– Hush!

He pressed Lyana under him and looked into her eyes. His eyes darkened. In a low voice he asked hoarsely,

– Do you know how to shout?

Lyana looked at Vincent in confusion and blinked.

He held out Lyana’s pinched arm harshly.

– Ah!

He let go and Lyana cried out in pain. He immediately put a hand over his mouth.

– Oh …

She looked at Vincent’s grips. She had never expected this man to be a sadomasochist. What a pervert.