A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

Vincent’s dark eyes flickered. His gaze finally landed on Lyana’s face, and he frowned.

– What’s wrong ?

Seeing that Vincent’s expression was a little fake, Lyana asked in a low voice.

There was a trace of anxiety in her voice, as if she was very worried about him.

Vincent shakes his head gently and says nothing more.

Lyana breathed a sigh of relief. Afraid that a long delay would bring trouble, she smiled and said:

– Then I’m going to take her to meet Little Lucas now.

With that, Lyana approached Leslie and hurriedly pulled her away from that awkward spot. She led Leslie straight to Lucas’ room.

Thomas watched Lyana and Doctor Long leave. After they left, he saw Vincent heading towards the office and hurriedly followed him.

Lyana heard Vincent’s footsteps leave. She turned around and breathed a sigh of relief.

They arrived at Lucas’ room.

Lyana knocked on the door, but didn’t hear anything. She pauses for a moment, then pushes the door open and enters.

– Quardra Kill.

Lucas’ fingers flew over his phone. The character he controlled had cleanly killed the other side’s last hero. The sound of “Penta Kill” came out of his earpiece.

After the sound ended, he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. His eyes instantly filled with alertness as he tucked the phone under his pillow.

Lucas didn’t forget to take off his headset.

He was about to knock over the crystal in front of him. He wondered who had entered.

The displeasure in his eyes was evident. He silently pulled the blanket over his legs and glanced at the door.

It was aunt!

When Lucas saw Lyana’s face, his eyes lit up. The displeasure in his eyes instantly dissipated, and his lips curled uncontrollably.

Aunt had come to fetch him.

Realizing this, Lucas was overjoyed.

Just as he was about to call out to her, his gaze inadvertently fell on the face of the person behind Lyana. The joy on his face dissipated like smoke. Silently, he pulled the blanket over his head, revealing only his eyes.

Seeing Lucas like that, Lyana’s heart sank. This child was truly pitiful.

Leslie glanced at Lucas. She already had a plan in mind. She stood in front of the door and did not enter directly.

She had seen many autistic patients. These patients cared very much about their territory and did not want to let strangers into their territory.

Moreover, these autistic patients hated doctors the most.

Leslie stood in the doorway. She could still feel the disgust in the child’s eyes.

When Lyana realized Leslie hadn’t come in immediately, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her gaze fell on Lucas’s face again. She sat down by the bed and said politely

– Little Lucas, Aunty wants to introduce you to one of my friends. You can call her Aunty Dean.

Leslie stood in the bedroom doorway, a bright smile on her face.

– Little Lucas, how are you? Nice to meet you.

However, Lucas still hasn’t moved. He lay calmly, silently pulling the blanket over his head. It looked like he didn’t want to see her.

… .

In the office, Vincent sat at the table, exhausted. He raised his hand to massage his temples, looking grim.

Thomas stood there, not daring to say a word. He gave Vincent a careful look, then lowered his head again.

Vincent looked up, his dark brown eyes fixed on Thomas’s face. He asked calmly:

– I was in the office previously. Why was I in the bedroom?

When he heard Vincent’s voice, his expression changed.

He was doomed. He didn’t know how to explain this to the Second Young Master.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

This was not the right time to tell the Second Young Master that there were other personalities in his body.

– Well ?

Vincent’s voice dropped, bearing the trace of an examination.

Thomas’ heart was beating faster and faster. He looked up at Vincent and said cautiously:

– Second young master, you fell asleep in the office. I was afraid you couldn’t sleep well, so I helped you back to your room.

Vincent narrowed his eyes slightly, not really believing Thomas’s words. However, he remembered that he didn’t have the courage to speak either. He continued :

– I was not awake?

– You didn’t look well at the time. I was afraid you were sick… Thomas’ voice fell silent.