A SUBSTITUTE BRIDE

– Nurse Tessier, can I ask you if anyone went to the hospital for a DNA test?

Lyana asked shyly. It was the first time she had been so nervous. His heart was in his mouth.

– Miss Dubois, I’m really sorry. You may have to wait a little longer.

Nurse Tessier’s apologetic voice came through the phone.

The light in Lyana’s eyes gradually faded. She pulled herself together and said with a smile:

– Nurse Tessier, thank you for your trouble!

Nurse Tessier was in charge of carrying out the blood tests. She could hear the disappointment in Lyana’s voice. In a comforting voice, she said softly:

– Miss Dubois, some things can’t be rushed. We must leave these things to fate. Don’t worry. Let me do it. As soon as I have any news, I will let you know immediately.

Hearing the words of the nurse, Lyana felt even worse. Could it be that she had really been abandoned by her biological mother, as Olga had said?

At this thought, Lyana’s heart sank. She tried to straighten up and said,

– Thank you, Nurse Tessier. Bye !

After hanging up, Lyana sat down on the sofa, disappointed, her whole body enveloped in sadness.

She was thinking of the eldest daughter of the Royer family, who had died young. His heart squeezes even harder.

Both incidents were related to the birth of a child. The Royer family valued kinship and loyalty, while her parents apparently treated her like a burden. They didn’t care whether she lived or died.

She leaned weakly against the sofa and hugged her shoulders tightly. It was as if it was the only way for her to feel a trace of warmth.

After a while, a knock on the door interrupted Lyana’s despondent thoughts.

She hastened to straighten up. Feeling his face was a little cold, she reached out to touch him. It was only then that she realized she was crying.

She quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. Blinking, she tried to calm down before saying:

– Come in.

– Young Lady.

Thomas pushed open the door and entered, panting heavily.

Lyana looked at Thomas in confusion. Perplexed, she asked:

– What happened ?

– Second young master… The second young master fell ill. The situation is serious. He is already unconscious.

Thomas said anxiously.

Lyana’s eyes widened in shock. The medicine she had prepared for Vincent was intended to stabilize his condition. How could his illness have gotten worse?

– When did this happen?

Lyana asked with a frown.

– Ten minutes ago !

Lyana’s expression changed slightly. She said :

– Tell the butler to keep Vincent’s relapse a secret. Don’t tell Grandma. His health is not very good. She couldn’t take the shock.

– Yes.

As he spoke, Thomas hurriedly pulled out his walkie-talkie to instruct the butler on the matter.

Lyana took the medicine kit she usually used and said to Thomas, who was standing in the doorway:

– Let’s go!

Thomas replied:

– Yes Madam.

With Lyana following him, he headed for the door of the house.

She looked at Thomas in confusion. Perplexed, she asked:From NôvelDrama.Org.

– He is outside ?

If Vincent had fallen ill outside, why had Thomas returned to the villa so quickly?

– No, the second young master is at the back of the mountain, explained Thomas hastily, dragging Lyana towards the mountain.

The entire mountain belonged to the Sanchez family. Thomas got into the car, and after lifting Lyana up, he started rolling towards the mountain.

Lyana turned to look at Thomas and asked in confusion:

– What are his symptoms?

While driving, Thomas said:

– The second young master seems to have been poisoned. He is lying on the ground, and his body is completely cold. No matter how hard we try, we can’t wake him up.

Lyana frowned slightly. Knowing only these symptoms, she had no way of determining Vincent’s current condition. She had to take his pulse.

The mountain path described a pretty curve, and fresh flowers bloomed on either side. However, she didn’t have time to admire the landscape now. Her mind was filled with thoughts of what medicine Vincent should use next.

Vincent was driving very fast. He pressed the gas for the entire ride and took many turns.

Within minutes, the car stopped in front of a small courtyard.

He rushed out of the car. He turned his head and saw Lyana calmly getting out of the car with the medical kit.

Thomas was momentarily stunned.

He had been driving very fast just now. If it was someone else, he probably would have been screaming the whole way.

This thought crossed his mind for only a second. He led Lyana inside.

She didn’t expect the Sanchez family to have a small, old-fashioned yard. As soon as she entered, a scent spread.

The sun was shining brightly. Everywhere she looked, she saw only greenery and flowers. She felt like she was in some kind of paradise.

They crossed the garden and came to a small cabin. There they saw Vincent lying on an armchair, his face pale. It was unclear if he was dead or alive.

Flowers, red wine, western food and some fruit were strewn on the floor next to Vincent.

Lyana’s expression changed drastically. In the past, when Vincent’s illness broke out, he could still control himself.

However, this time, he had obviously lost control of himself. That must be why he broke things.

She walked over, pulled a chair closer to Vincent and began to take his pulse.

Vincent’s white shirt was already stained red from the red wine. The top two buttons of his shirt appeared to have been ripped off.

– Vincent Sanchez, called Lyana softly.

However, he did not react at all.

If Lyana hadn’t been able to feel Vincent’s faint pulse, she might have thought he was already dead.

They were in the mountains, and there was a strong breeze everywhere. If a healthy person came here, they would probably feel warm and comfortable, but Vincent’s health was not suited to this place.

If she wasn’t mistaken, Vincent’s illness had broken out because of the strong wind.

She wrote it down. She will remind Vincent of this in the future. Turning to look at Thomas, she asked in confusion:

– Why is he here?

Thomas looked embarrassed. He stammered

– I…

How should he say it?

He felt a little uncomfortable.

The second young master wanted to prepare a birthday surprise for the second young lady.

If he learned that Thomas had spoken of this to Young Lady, he would certainly seek revenge on him!

Lyana removed her hand from Vincent’s pulse. Thomas hadn’t answered in a long time, and she couldn’t be bothered to ask more. The most important thing now was to stabilize Vincent’s condition. She hastened to tell Thomas

– Come and help me. Help him get into the house!

Thomas immediately stepped forward to help her.

Lyana and Thomas had just helped Vincent up when Vincent’s eyes opened.

His gaze was like a lake in the dead of winter, his eyes were as cold as ice.

Seeing that Vincent had woken up, Lyana couldn’t help but smile.

– Vincent, you’re finally awake. You…

Before she could finish her sentence, Vincent threw Lyana and Thomas away, seemingly unaware of what he was doing.

– Vincent.

Lyana called anxiously.

Vincent’s red eyes were fixed on the last cup on the table. He clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his palms.

Lyana followed Vincent’s gaze. She knew deep down that he wanted to keep breaking things. She took a step forward and picked up the glass from the table, preparing to give it to Vincent!

But when his hand touched the glass, his hand froze.

This mug was different from ordinary mugs. She seemed to be made of crystal!

Sunlight fell on the crystal cup, refracting light of all colors. She was so beautiful you couldn’t take your eyes off her.

Crystal cups were so expensive!

Wouldn’t it be a shame if a cup of such value was broken?

A trace of reluctance crossed Lyana’s eyes.

However, when she saw how Vincent suppressed her urges, she couldn’t bear to stop him. She handed the crystal cup to Vincent and said softly

– If you want to break it, do it.

He grabbed the cup. Just as he was about to throw it away, he sensed something was different about that cup. The cloudiness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

His eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed to be in pain. He stared at the cup in his hand, then set it down on the table, as if the simple gesture had demanded all of his self-control. Then, in pain, he crouched on the ground, his head in his hands.

Thomas looked at Vincent in disbelief, his eyes filled with astonishment.

How could the Second Young Master put the crystal cup back on the table when he was in such a state? He was practically oblivious to his surroundings!

This Crystal Goblet seemed to be extremely important to the Second Young Master!

And, this crystal goblet was a gift that Second Young Master had prepared for Second Young Lady.