At the front of the room stood a man of striking beauty, a presence so captivating that Charlotte couldn’t help but stare.
It wasn’t until the hospital room door closed heavily that she snapped back to reality. Quickly standing up, she lightly bowed her head, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear with a soft, sweet voice.
Hello, sister, brother-in-law.
She had seen photos of Lysander before coming, but in person, he was even more breathtaking.
Meeting him in real life stirred a mix of envy and admiration. Her sister-in-law was truly fortunate, living such a charmed life. Why couldn’t she have the same?
Still, Charlotte prided herself on her own appearance. With this thought, she adjusted her posture to appear more appealing and said softly, Brother-in-law, your wife is quite fierce. We barely exchanged words before she threw something at her own brother. But don’t worry, once Hugo wakes up, I’ll make sure he doesn’t hold a grudge. We’re all family, after all.
Lysander smiled, looking Charlotte up and down before speaking suddenly.
Why are you still standing?
Charlotte, who had been nervously fidgeting with her hair, froze. What did he mean by that?
Then Lysander asked casually, I heard you’re pregnant?
Charlotte hesitated before nodding, a pang of regret hitting her. Had she known her brother-in-law was so handsome in person, she wouldn’t have lied about being pregnant.
But it didn’t matter. She was attractive and gentle, unlike his fierce wife. As long as Hugo’s illness kept her in the Montgomery family, she’d find her chance.
After all, men are often drawn to a bit of wild.
Lost in her daydreams, her cheeks flushed a pretty shade of pink.
Yet Lysander showed no appreciation, instead turning to Leonard. If I remember correctly, one way to confirm pregnancy is through a blood test, right?
Leonard nodded, Yes.
Lysander smiled, Take her for a test. Draw plenty of blood to ensure accurate results.
Ignoring the pain, he knelt at the bedside, clutching his throbbing head in terror.
I didn’t mean to, I swear I didn’t mean to, I didn’t…
Leonard grabbed him by the collar, dragging him to Lysander’s feet, where he knelt, unable to lift his head.
Lysander placed a foot on Hugo’s hand, pressing it into the floor, leaning in slightly. With a smile that didn’t reach his eyes, he said, Well, little brother-in-law, how have you been?
The pain contorted Hugo’s face, but he dared not cry out, trembling uncontrollably.
He should have never listened to Charlotte.
He should have never come!
How could he forget that his brother-in-law was a ruthless force to be reckoned with?