Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

In the Firth family's villa.

In Charlie's bedroom, Nancy was lying in bed with her eyes closed. The private doctor had already visited and placed her on a drip.

Charlie sat at the bedside, gently holding Nancy's another hand. Looking at her feverish and flushed face, which was slowly getting back to normal, he felt greatly relieved. Fortunately, it was just a fever. As long as the fever subsided, Nancy would be fine.

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The bedroom door was gently knocked on from the outside, followed by Maid Heather's voice, "Young Master Firth, Mr. Mirren and Mrs. Mirren came and wish to meet Mrs. Firth." Charlie squinted a little and said in a cold tone, "Don't let them in."

Maid Heather nodded. Without a word, she turned to leave.

Maid Heather went to the front door and turned on the video call. Looking at the sycophantic face of Samuel on the screen, she sternly stated, "Mrs. Firth is running a high fever. She has no time to see you. You should go!"

She was about to hang up, but Samuel said anxiously, "Wait a second, Maid Heather, it would be okay for us to see Young Master Firth also."

Maid Heather replied angrily, "Young Master Firth needs to take care of Mrs. Firth. How can he have time to meet you?"

As soon as she finished, she angrily hung up.

Mrs. Firth had come back with a fever after being beaten badly. Charlie's attitude towards the Mirren family proved everything!

Even though she was just a maid in the Firth family, she wouldn't be nice to Samuel or Lily.

Having been humiliated, Samuel was annoyed. He didn't expect a maid of the Firth family to be so rude to him!

Lily's face was seriously swollen. Seeing her and Samuel's unsuccessful visit, she pouted in grievance, "Samuel, what should we do now?" "What else can we do!?"

Samuel glared at her, "We can only wait here until they are willing to see us!"

It was terribly ridiculous that their daughter and son-in-law let them stand outside like fools. Samuel felt like he had married a fake daughter into the Firth family and had wasted years doting on Vivian.

But there was no other choice. After all, they needed Charlie's help at the moment. They had to beg for his forgiveness.

Five minutes, ten minutes, half an hour, an hour passed, a sudden gust of wind started around Samuel, accompanied by thunder and lightning. Weather changed so suddenly in summer.

Lily was frightened by the sound of lightning and jumped to Samuel's side. It was already dark outside, and the surrounding darkness was even scarier. "S-Samuel, l-let's go home..."

"Go home?!"

Samuel scolded in rage, "If it hadn't been for you, would I be suffering like this?"

Lily wanted to cry out of grievance, "Fine, I know I was wrong, but it's going to rain..."

"Then wait in the rain!"

No sooner had Samuel finished speaking, then a heavy downpour started, drenching both of them.

Lily, who was usually pampered, had never suffered such humiliation. She grabbed Samuel's hand and started crying, "S-Samuel, let's go home. The rain is too heavy. I can't stand it..."

Samuel shook off her hand and stood upright in the rain, "When you beat Vivian, did you think that she couldn't bear it? You must bear all of it now!"

While they were arguing in the rain,

Maid Heather sat in the living room. Upon hearing the rain, she quickly put down the chips in her hand and ran back to the door to turn on the video call. When she saw Samuel and Lily arguing, she laughed.

"Hey, why are you still here?"