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His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 23

Wendy opened the door with sleepy eyes. Though Charles and Autumn would come home for lunch, she didn't have to do preparation for anything actually. The servants had gotten up early to handle it all. All she needed to do was to pretend that she had done all that.

She yawned and said,"Why do you come back so early?"

"I want to take my money and leave quickly. Joe and I are going on a date." Yvonne urged her mother to give her the money.

Wendy took out a bank card from her purse and handed it to her. "It's half a million in here. Enough for you to live a good life for a while. But... I will tell the code only if you stay for lunch."

"Mother..." Yvonne got angry. "You agreed for me to leave! You asked Autumn to marry him for me. When I was downstairs just now, I heard from the servants that they are coming here for lunch. How can I stay here! What if he finds out?"

"Don't worry. He won't." Wendy comforted her. She wanted her daughter to see how gentle Charles was. She wanted her to regret missing out on such a nice husband.

"I agreed for you to leave because I perceived him to be a playful bastard. I don't want you to suffer. So I agreed Joe to take you away. But now I think I made a mistake. So I must correct it."

"Just a lunch? Don't you have other prerequisites?" Yvonne said with a doubt.

"Of course not." Wendy knew she was going to persuade her. She continued. "I know you don't like Autumn since you were a little girl. Don't you want to see her life now?"

Yvonne remained silent for a while. Then she nodded and agreed to stay.

Charles and Autumn arrived early. They carried with them the health and anti-aging products that Gary had brought back from America. Yvonne, standing at the door, watched them get off the limo. She also saw Charles take over Autumn's stuff and hold her hand. Then they walked towards the door.

Autumn accidentally sprained her ankle. Charles worriedly asked her if she was okay. She shook her head with a smile.

Her smile made Yvonne jealous.

When they approached the door, Autumn saw Yvonne at the stairs. She went blank, and halted.

"Are you fine? Why do you stop midway?" Charles turned to Autumn and asked, but Autumn gave no reply. She just kept staring at Yvonne.

Yvonne got the chance to gaze at Charles.

She had heard of his bad reputation of being a playboy and a bad-tempered guy. But when she finally saw him, she realized that judging people on hearsay was the biggest mistake she ever made.

He worn a light blue checked shirt, with his sleeves casually rolled up till his wrist. With dashing eyebrows and piercing eyes, he appeared to be quite soft against the shadows on his face caused by the sunshine.

"I'm okay." Autumn switched back into the present when she noticed the trace of envy in Yvonne's eyes. She took Charles's arm and said with a smile. "Let's go in."

Charles nodded slightly and walked straight inside without even casting a glance at Yvonne. He even turned his head to Autumn to remind her to watch the step, which cut Yvonne to the quick. Without giving it a second thought, she called out Autumn. "Sister..."

Autumn clenched her fist, but loosened it soon. If it hadn't been for her, she wouldn't have to live in the fear of getting caught lying now.

How dare this culprit come back?

She turned to Yvonne and asked with a smile,"Excuse me, have we met before?"

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