A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

Lyana put her phone in her bag. As she was about to speak, she heard Lyam ask.

– Why does he care so much?

Lyana was slightly stunned.

If Second Brother didn’t know she was Sugar, he would have made her come home early.

Now that she had recognized Second Brother, he stood beside her without hesitation.

Lyana’s lips curled slightly. Smiling, she explained to Lyam:

– It’s already after one o’clock in the morning. He might think it’s too late and want me to go home and rest early.

When Lyam heard Lyana’s words, he felt a little better.

It made sense. We couldn’t stay up late often. It was not good for health.

His sister should come home early to rest.

Thinking of this, Lyam asked with a complicated expression,

– Does Second Brother treat you well?

Hearing Lyam’s question, Lyana recalled that in MY she had been at a standoff with Alexander Walker’s men. Then, at that time, Vincent had brought in a large number of tanks to save her.

The sunlight lit up Vincent’s face, and the breeze lifted the hair on his forehead.

He was standing on the float, wearing a black windbreaker. He looked tired and worn from the trip.

Despite this, his eyes were filled with determination.

If he hadn’t appeared, the situation that day might have been out of control.

At that time, he was like a god, saving her and her brother.

Lyana couldn’t help smiling. When she came to her senses, she quickly pursed her lips and said calmly:

– He treats me very well.

Lyam sized up Lyana.

He knew very well that Sugar meant what she said. She wasn’t lying.

Likewise, Lyam knew Vincent very well.

They had both grown up together. He knew very well that Second Brother was very slow when it came to relationships. Additionally, Second Brother had an aversion to women.

Even if he wasn’t against Sugar now, that didn’t mean he could accept it.

However, it was difficult to tell what was going on between the men and the women. Lyam didn’t want to interfere in Second Brother and Sugar’s relationship, but he would never allow Second Brother to hurt Sugar.

However, he was too embarrassed to say such things. He looked at Lyana seriously and said to her:This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

– Very well, if he treats you badly, tell me. I will seek justice for you.

Lyana looked at Lyam’s expression and knew he was serious. She smiles and says:

– Anyway, he’s still your second brother. You can’t be so unscrupulous. You have to treat him fairly.

If she was really just his adoptive sister, naturally Lyam had to treat her fairly.

But now, when he found out Lyana was Sugar, he was biased.

– Sugar, Second Brother has no principles with you, Lyam said seriously.

Although this sentence is a bit mushy, it was indeed his truest thought.

When Lyana heard Lyam’s words, she couldn’t help but smile. Her beautiful fox eyes were filled with sweetness.

– Thank you, second brother. If Vincent intimidates me, I’ll definitely tell you. Lyana said coquettishly.

– All right.

Seeing that Lyana had already got up with her bag, Lyam couldn’t bear to part with her, but he had no choice but to send her away.

– Hurry up.

– Second Brother, I’m leaving first.

Lyana waved at Lyam. When she walked past William, a bright smile appeared on her face.

– Brother, goodbye.

William and Lyam remained anchored to the ground, watching Lyana reluctantly leave.

She got out quickly. When she came out of the Yongan Building, she saw Vincent standing in front of the car.

He leaned lazily against the car. When he saw Lyana come out, he slowly sat up.

When she saw Vincent, her heart couldn’t help but race. She ran up to Vincent and finally saw his expression clearly.

The moonlight lit up his face, making him look even paler.

Her facial features were well defined, and the contours of her face were much softer under the moonlight. No matter what time this man appeared, he made everyone’s heart beat faster.

Seeing Vincent’s pale face, Lyana thought he was sick. She hastened to put her hand on his forehead.

Vincent narrowed his eyes.

She pulled her hand away and put it on her forehead again. Perplexed, she said:

– I don’t think you have a fever.

With that, she took Vincent’s hand and began to take his pulse.

The coldness in Vincent’s eyes gradually dissipated. He grabbed Lyana’s hand and walked over to the front passenger seat.

She looked at Vincent who was holding her hand. She had a strange feeling.

Heading for the passenger door, Vincent opened it and watched Lyana get into the car. Only then did he close the passenger door. He walked around the car and sat in the driver’s seat.

Lyana continued to stare at Vincent. She felt he was a little abnormal. Silently, she buckled her seatbelt.

He got into the car.

– It’s quite easy to get a taxi here. You don’t have to go out in the middle of the night just for me.

She smiled at Vincent and asked hesitantly.

She was very curious to know if he had come by car or if he had not left.

– I just arrived.

The smile on Lyana’s face froze for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. She had thought that Vincent had not left.

Vincent started the car.

Lyana sat in the front passenger seat. Although she had done nothing wrong, she felt inexplicably guilty.

She felt inexplicably nervous. She felt the atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward.

In order to alleviate this embarrassment, she coughed lightly and said:

– When I went to listen to Brother Lyam’s new song today, I ran into the psychiatrist I found earlier.

Vincent involuntarily tightened his grip on the steering wheel and stared straight ahead. His voice was a bit hoarse.

– What did the doctor say?

When Lyana heard Vincent’s response, her heart, which was in her throat, finally calmed down.

Since Vincent was willing to discuss Lucas with her, that meant the current Vincent was not Chuan.

She really didn’t want to see the terrifying Chuan Sanchez again, because the feeling of suffocation he gave her frightened her extremely.

Lyana breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

– The doctor said he needed more observation.

As she was talking, the car came to a traffic light. It was a red light, and Vincent hit the brakes. Only then did he turn to Lyana and ask, confused,

– Aren’t we sure that Lucas isn’t autistic?

– I know ik isn’t autistic, but I want him to be more cheerful. I’ve never taken care of a child before, and I don’t know how to communicate with him, so I want to ask the doctor if there’s a better way to make Lucas lively and outgoing.

Sylvia was a famous psychiatrist. She would certainly have a better solution.

– What did the psychiatrist say?

– The timing isn’t good today, and I haven’t had a chance to talk to him much. I will look for her after the anniversary of the death of the eldest daughter of the Royer family. When the time is right, I will ask him in detail.

When Vincent heard Lyana’s words, he frowned slightly. He stared at Lyana without flinching and asked:

– Do you still want to come here?

– Yes.

It was only then that she noticed Vincent staring at her. A trace of panic shone in his eyes. She quickly turned her head to the side and noticed that the traffic light had turned green.

– The light turned green. We can leave now.

Lyana lowered her eyes slightly.

Only then did Vincent retract his gaze indifferently. He started the engine and continued driving.

It was getting late and Lyana was a bit sleepy. She didn’t feel like talking to Vincent anymore, so she closed her eyes to rest.

She knew deep down that Vincent didn’t want her to meet his brother.

From Vincent’s point of view, his wife often had contact with her friends. It was normal for him to be unhappy.

However, the situation was special now. It was not convenient for her to tell Vincent that she was the eldest daughter of the Royer family.

Also, the fewer people who knew about it, the better. Only then would she be safer. This way, Vincent would also be safer.

Chuan’s dark and cold face suddenly crossed Lyana’s mind.

She still remembered Chuan’s appearance the last time he appeared.

His eyes were filled with possessiveness. She knew he had lost his temper when he met William.