- Brother Vincent, how are you?
Tears swirling in her eyes, Laura looked pitifully at Vincent. She didn't understand why he hadn't rejected this woman's touch, but avoided her instead.
The more Laura thought about it, the more she wondered if something was wrong. But with Lan acting as a barrier, she could only hold on reluctantly.
Vincent sat down elegantly, his back straight. He gave Lyana a complicated look, then got up and walked upstairs. Lan climbed nimbly onto Vincent's wrist and quietly curled around his wrist, forming a bracelet.
Vincent went back to his room and looked at himself in the mirror. His shirt was half open. Quickly, he took off his shirt and headed for the bathroom.
In the past, it would take her more than two hours to recover from her relapses. He had never thought possible that he could recover in ten minutes.
Lyana Dubois.
His medical skills weren't bad.
- You will not die!
He suddenly remembered Lyana's words. Vincent's eyes darkened. He left the bathroom while drying his hair.
The ringing of the telephone interrupted Vincent's thoughts. He picked up the phone and glanced at the caller ID, then held the phone to his ear.
- I've called you more than ten times already. Why did you pick up only now?
Matriarch Sanchez's dissatisfied voice rang from the other end of the line. Vincent pushed his phone away slightly and waited for her to finish her sentence before putting the phone back to her ear.
- What is the problem? He asked nonchalantly.
- Little Lucas had an accident. We're at Sanchez Hospital now...
- I'm going to go right away!
Vincent dried his hair with a towel, changed clothes and immediately headed downstairs.
Lan lay lazily on the bed. Seeing that Vincent was about to leave, he immediately tried to follow.
- Stay in the house. You don't have to go anywhere else!
Under Vincent's cold glare, Lan recoiled in fear. He sat obediently on the bed, his little tail hitting the bed in dissatisfaction. In the end, he reluctantly lay down on the bed.
Vincent returned to the living room and saw Lyana sitting on the couch, typing on her cell phone. Seeing that the butler had just brought him some tea, he ordered,
- Prepare a guest room for Miss Dubois!
The butler quickly agreed and politely saw Vincent exit.
Vincent came out of the house. Laura, who had been treated as invisible until now, quickly chased after him. She turned to Vincent and, in a low voice, tried to comfort him.
- Brother Vincent, don't worry. It's just low blood sugar. Little Lucas will be fine.
Vincent slowed down and turned to Laura, who was smiling at him. His brow furrowed imperceptibly, and he said coldly,
- Just low blood sugar?
Laura noticed Vincent's irritation. She could feel a cold aura emanating from him, and she felt a strange sensation. Looking at Vincent, she said in tears,
'Brother Vincent, I'm wrong. I just didn't want you to worry about him.
- is it true?
Vincent raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes dangerously. His voice was frightening; it made you want to shiver.
Laura's face had gone pale with fear. By the time she came to her senses, Vincent had already gone to the entrance to the yard. A gust of wind blew and she felt a shiver run down her spine. It was only then that she realized she was covered in a cold sweat.
Vincent arrived at the VIP service of the hospital. At this moment, Matriarch Sanchez was sitting by the bed. A four-year-old child was lying on the bed.
- Grandmother.
Vincent walked over to the bed and studied the child, who looked extraordinarily like him. Worry flashed in his eyes and he lowered his voice to ask,
- What did the doctor say?
Matriarch Sanchez looked at the little boy lying on the bed with a complicated expression. She looked up at Vincent and said in a low voice,
- This child knew that you are getting married today and wanted to accompany you, so he hid in the back seat of the car. As a result, he passed out from hypoglyceLyana.
- Servants are so useless. They actually let little Lucas get away. Vincent sat down by the bed. Rigid, he began to straighten the bedding.
- Looks like we won't be needing it at the Sanchez residence anymore.
- You can't blame them. Quickly, Matriarch Sanchez began to explain.
The servants were all busy today, and I wanted to take care of him. He told me he wanted to go to the bathroom, then he ran away without me knowing.
Vincent nodded, acknowledging her words.
'By the way, he's the savior of little Lucas' life. You have to thank her properly later!
Said Matriarch Sanchez. She turned on her phone and showed Vincent a video.
The woman in the video wore a wedding dress and slowly fed little Lucas a sugar solution. Looking at the woman, Vincent froze for a moment, then nodded.
- I understand.
He had never expected that little Lucas' savior would be Lyana Dubois.
This woman clearly had medical skills. Why exactly had she come to the Sanchez residence?
The light in Vincent's eyes gradually dimmed. The only reason she could help him remove the toxins from his body was either because of her superb medical skills or because she was somehow related to the person who poisoned him!
Vincent was more willing to believe the latter.
- Dad!
A soft voice interrupted Vincent's thoughts.
- Little Lucas.
Matriarch Sanchez looked at him with a face full of emotion. She reached out to touch Lucas' chubby little face and said happily,
- You are finally awake.
- The great-grandmother was so anxious!
With that, Matriarch Sanchez even pretended to squeeze out two drops of tears.
- Grand-grandmother, don't cry!
Little Lucas said in a childish voice as he struggled to sit up. Seeing this, old Madame Sanchez hurriedly squeezed Lucas' shoulders and said with a smile,
- Good child, the great-grandmother will cry no more!
- Why did you go out alone?
Vincent's eyes were filled with warmth as he asked softly.
Whenever Little Lucas did something wrong, Vincent always wanted to be strict with him, but he just couldn't!
Hearing Vincent's words, Lucas recoiled a little. He said softly,
I wanted to see what my new mom looks like.
Vincent stared intently at Lucas Sanchez.
Lucas pulled back more and said shyly,
- My new mom is so warm, like an angel. II like it.
He had always been conscious when he fell. In a daze, he saw his new mom wearing a white wedding dress. Bathed in holy light, she descended beside him like an angel and even gave him a sugar solution.
Vincent made an indifferent noise in response. Standing up, he took Matriarch Sanchez outside and said in a low voice,
- Grandma, don't let Lucas go home yet.
Matriarch Sanchez blinked in confusion. She looked at Vincent and asked softly,
- Why not?
He was still unsure of Lyana's motives for coming to the Sanchez residence. He didn't want Lucas to get hurt. If Lyana came to the Sanchez residence with bad intentions, Lucas couldn't fight.
- grandma, I want to see what kind of person she is and if she can be Lucas' mom,
Vincent said impassively, his gaze slightly lowered. He was still thinking about the woman who climbed into his bed five years ago!
- It's true. You are really considerate. Matriarch Sanchez nodded. Little Lucas was a child. If the second daughter of the Dubois family didn't treat Lucas well, or if she hurt him, that would be a problem.
- Next, you must carefully observe the second daughter of the Dubois family.
- Yes,
Vincent responded calmly.
Vincent stayed with Lucas in the hospital for a while before leaving. On the way back to the Sanchez residence, he spoke to his secretary Davy Muller, who was sitting in the front passenger seat.
- Investigation into the antecedents of Lyana Dubois.
- Yes sir,
Dave replied. He immediately made preparations.
Vincent was sitting in the back seat and tilting his head to look out the window. As he watched the landscape gradually recede, he remembered Lyana's innocent and exquisite features, and couldn't help but frown.
When he returned home, he saw Laura in the yard in a daze. He didn't even look at Laura as he entered the house.
Laura watched Vincent walk away without expression. She couldn't help but frown. She had thought he would be worried about her and check her out with a few questions, but he left without a word.
She started to panic. She had always thought she would marry Vincent, but she had never expected him to marry someone else.
No, that wouldn't work. She couldn't watch Vincent being with another woman, right in front of her.
She had to pick up Vincent.
Laura's eyes were filled with panic. Suddenly, Lucas' face appeared in her mind. Her lips curved slightly and she quickly left.
Lucas was the most important person for Vincent. If Matriarch Sanchez was on her side, she believed that the position of the second young Madame Sanchez would definitely be hers.
With that thought in mind, Laura picked up her pace.
…
Vincent returned to the living room. Seeing that there was no one there, he turned to the butler standing at the side and asked,
- Where is she?
- The second young Madame Sanchez is resting in the guest room next to yours,
the butler said. He hurriedly led the way into Lyana's room and knocked on the door.
- Who is this ?
An impatient voice sounded from the room. Almost immediately, the door opened and Lyana appeared in front of Vincent in a short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts.
Her hair was still dripping with water and there were still drops of hot water between her collars. She was enveloped in steam.
Aware that it was not his place, the butler left.
Vincent glanced at Lyana and calmly walked into the bedroom. He sat down on the couch by the window and stared down at the garden.
- Are you confident to eliminate toxins from my body?
Listening to Vincent's words, Lyana let her long hair down, inadvertently wetting on her shirt. Traces of her underwear were faintly visible.
She lowered her gaze thoughtfully. After a while she said:
- You have been poisoned too deeply. I'm only 70% sure I can heal you.
Only 70%?
Vincent's thin lips curved into a mocking smile.