Chapter 2 Newlywed Husband

Hollis is the stepmother of Silvia, a young actress who took the entertainment industry by storm and now, after having two daughters, still looks like a beautiful young woman.

This Hollis was a mistress, but she was so successful that she not only managed to suppress her mistress history and become the head of the Curson Family, but also made a name for herself in the world of wealthy wives with her cleverness and tact.

Even Silvia's wedding dress was custom-made from Milan and everyone was complimenting Hollis on how beautiful the wedding was.

Silvia feigned ignorance of anything but a daughterly shyness as she looked expectantly towards the door, "It's the auspicious time, why... didn't the groom come to fetch me?"

As soon as the words fell, Hollis' face changed.

Everyone also looked at each other, what was going on, didn't the bride know she was marrying a terminally ill husband?

This wedding was destined to be without the groom.

Grimme stepped forward, her gaze a little guilty and evasive, "Silvia, the groom... the groom is a little unwell today, so he won't be coming, so you can go straight away."

Silvia stalled for a moment and quickly smiled good-naturedly, "Okay, I'll go then."

Silvia gets into the limousine that picks her up alone.

The guests looked at Silvia's pretty silhouette and said she was a Cinderella from the countryside, dressed in a beautiful wedding gown, slender and slender, with an indescribably light and beautiful air.

The sympathy for Hollis was overwhelming as everyone looked at her and started pointing and whispering.

--who, after making such a pretty face, is still not a stepmother and wants to marry her own daughter instead of another.

Hollis's face turned hard, she had the wedding under control but Silvia turned it around and embarrassed her, it seemed she had underestimated Silvia.

But there's a long way to go, she'll have plenty of ways to cure her!

...

Silvia arrived at Windsor Castle and went into her new room.

There were no lights on in the new room, it was dark and the atmosphere was a little eerie.

Silvia's dark, bent pupils glowed in the darkness with a luminous, alert light as she reached the bed and vaguely saw a man lying on the large, soft bed.

This is her new husband.

Silvia reached out, trying to diagnose him.

But the next moment, her slender wrist was clasped by a few slender fingers and the sky spun around and she was already pinned underneath her.

Silvia was shocked, her new husband was said to be a terminally ill husband, but the strong fingers now clasped on her wrist were clearly a very healthy man.

Who is he?

Silvia quickly bent her knees and pushed up into his crotch.

But the man was faster, he easily dodged her attack, bent his knee and pressed her straight into motion.

The action is fast, accurate and hard.

"Who are you? Let go of me!"

Silvia struggled hard, the two bodies rubbing against each other through the thin fabric.

A low, magnetic voice soon rang in my ears, "The bride is so enthusiastic, is she wanting to get married?"

"..."

Rascals!

It suddenly occurred to Silvia that it would be her new husband who could be in this room, but her new husband had no physical problems and was a strong young man.

By this time the man's long, slender fingers had dropped down her jaw to the buttons of her bodice and were unbuttoning them one by one.

Silvia quickly grabbed his large hand, "I'm not moving anymore, what are you doing?"

"Scream, will you?"

Called?

At that moment Silvia heard a sneaky voice from outside the new house, it was the maid pulling Grandma Hadwin back, "Grandma Hadwin, this is not good, let's go back..."

"Shhh." Grandma Hadwin made an angry shushing gesture, "I'll just listen with my ears, not my eyes!"

Grandma Hadwin's entire body was leaning over the window to eavesdrop.

Silvia tried to get up to see what was going on, but Aldred Hadwin pinned her back with one hand on her shoulder, "Hurry up and scream."

Silvia guesses that he is trying to put on a show for Grandma Hadwin outside and needs her cooperation, but...

"I won't."

Aldred's deep, narrow eyes were as sharp as falcons in the darkness as he looked at the girl beneath him, no more than twenty years old, her brows now furrowed, her eyes reserved and furious.

Aldred's two large hands came to her bodice and yanked it outward with force.

Ah.

Silvia felt a chill on her skin, and her slender arms shielded her heart, and being a young girl after all, she let out a low cry of fright.

Aldred hooked his lips, "Now you can bark?"

"..."

Silvia raised her eyes, shamelessly!

Aldred braced both arms at her side, towering over her and trapping her in his lean arms before mimicking some kind of extreme movement.

In such a dark room, the big bed was rattling with him, and Silvia was a teenager after all, her snow-white earlobes flushed.

"Keep barking or I'll do something real." That's when he spoke out in a low threatening voice.

Silvia's eyes fluttered, she didn't doubt his words for a second so she closed her eyes and screamed out in time with him.

Outside Grandma Hadwin draws ten on her chest, Amen, "Great, my grandson is not gay, not sexually impotent, he's getting the hang of it! God bless, I'm going to get my grandson!"

Grandma Hadwin danced happily and soon left for church to pray to God.

Silvia quickly reached out to push the man on top of her, and this time Aldred cooperated by letting go of her.

With a snap, he switched on the wall light.

Silvia sat up, buttoning her buttons quickly to cover her glistening shoulders and milk-white skin.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man.

The man had already gotten out of bed, revealing a handsome face. He was very handsome, with a face that looked like it had been carved from the ground, and his hands and feet all had an inherent thinness and coldness and nobility.

But Silvia had no time to admire the man's handsome features; instead, her pupils flinched slightly.

Because this man...

"It's you!"

He's the man on the train!

He is her new husband!

Silvia knew she was going to marry a man with a terminal illness and she had done a lot to prepare for it, but never expected it to be him.

She had shouted at him on the train that day, telling him she was a bride to Windsor Castle, and he must have been laughing at her then.

Aldred's thin lips curved into a smirking arc, "Recognise me, I told you we'd meet soon."

His eyes showed a little playfulness as the butler told him that the Curson Family had married a country cinderella instead.

If she is happy, so be it, as long as she is happy.

Not to mention that this Cinderella is still her.

Only, was Cinderella like her?

He had seen with his own eyes how she had made the scarred man fall on top of her on the train.