Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1276: I’ll Come Again Tomorrow Night

Chapter 1276: Chapter 1276: I’ll Come Again Tomorrow Night

When she was with him, she was still very young, just starting university.

Now, three or four years have passed. Just now, as he sat by the bedside looking at her, she had grown up, so she should learn to be obedient.

Celeste Linden stiffened as he held her, her face turning pale inch by inch.

At this moment, Ethan Barnes reached out, lifted her up horizontally, and walked out with her in his arms.

"Where are you taking me?" Celeste Linden was startled.

She didn’t want to go out. For three years, she had shut herself off, isolated from the world. She didn’t want to go out.

Ethan Barnes didn’t stop walking, "Taking you to a place."

Where?

"No! I don’t want to go! I don’t want to go anywhere! Put me down now!" Celeste Linden started to struggle.

Ethan Barnes had no intention of asking her opinion. He was inherently strong and overbearing. She had become much thinner over the past three years, and was almost weightless in his arms. He held her and strode out of the hospital.

Celeste Linden found herself on the street.

Having not been out for three years, this world was both unfamiliar and frightening to her. Celeste Linden hadn’t expected that the step she could never take herself would be effortlessly made by Ethan Barnes.

Celeste Linden looked at the world in confusion. The evening breeze was refreshing, and the city’s neon lights cast a splendid and gentle hue over everything. She was dazed; it turned out this world was still so beautiful.

But she herself was no longer beautiful.

Ethan Barnes pushed Celeste Linden into a luxurious sports car, and with a "whirr," the car sped away.

Celeste Linden didn’t speak throughout because she knew that in this game between her and Ethan Barnes, she had no right to speak. She could only dazedly watch the scenery as it flew past the window, like a broken doll at others’ mercy.

...

Soon, the sports car stopped at an alley entrance. Ethan Barnes rolled down the window, "Celeste, look."

Celeste Linden looked up, only to see a few beggars curled up in the dark, damp alley. The beggars were dressed in rags and emitted a foul stench.

They hadn’t eaten in a long time, and didn’t know where they got the hard, stale buns, which they were about to take a bite of.

But the bun fell, so the beggars went to pick it up, all of them with broken legs, only able to crawl on the ground.

Looking at those beggars, Celeste Linden suddenly felt they looked familiar. She remembered, these were the faces that had haunted her nightmares, lewd and sinister.

They were the ones who had broken her legs.

Only, a few years ago, these people were strong men, but now they had become hunched, crippled beggars.

"Celeste, these are the ones who bullied you. Don’t be afraid, I’ve avenged you. Now, they live a fate worse than death," Ethan Barnes said with a smile.

At this moment, two men in black walked into the alley. They were holding wooden sticks and stomped on the bun, instantly turning it into fragments.

"Bun... bun..." muttered the beggars, grabbing the bun fragments and stuffing them into their mouths.

"Who allowed you to eat buns? If you want to eat them, you have to bark like dogs for us." The two men in black said.

Woof woof woof~

The beggars were already used to this kind of torment, swiftly barking a few times like dogs.

The two men in black laughed heartily.

Watching the dark, damp alley filled with thug violence, Celeste Linden felt disgusted; she just wanted to vomit, "I don’t want to look anymore, I want to go back!"

"What’s this, you’re beginning to sympathize with them? Don’t forget how they used to torture you."

Celeste Linden looked up at Ethan Barnes with a cold smile, "I haven’t forgotten, and I haven’t forgotten how you used to torture me either. Why bring me here if you’re just pretending to care? If you really want to avenge me, you should start by killing yourself!"

Ethan Barnes showed no expression, only reached out to lift Celeste Linden’s little face.

Celeste Linden hated his touch, so she quickly struggled, "Let go of me!"

Ethan Barnes smiled, but his fingertips exerted force, pinching Celeste Linden’s little face. Her fair skin immediately turned a flush red.

"Celeste, I really don’t understand why you hate me. It was your father who sold you into the 1949 club, and others who broke your legs. Even without me, your first night would’ve been bought."

"The man who bought you might have been a dirty old man who loved drugs, or a greasy middle-aged man, a married man who would brag about your bed affairs to his friends. Oh, and maybe the one who bought you wasn’t even a man, maybe two, three, four, a group of men... Have you thought about that?"

"That’s how realistic society is. Honestly, haven’t I treated you well? Shouldn’t you feel lucky that you met me?" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Celeste, don’t hate me. If you must hate something, hate your destiny. You’re just unlucky."

Every word Ethan Barnes said struck harshly at Celeste Linden’s heart. She bit her teeth until her gums bled, filling her mouth with a metallic taste.

Indeed, he was right.

Perhaps, he really was right.

Soon, Celeste Linden let go, feeling like a deflated balloon, weak and limp on the seat.

Her eyelashes trembled as she lightly closed her eyes, but large tears fell from the corners.

In three years, she hadn’t shed a tear.

Her legs were crippled, and those kids kept calling her little cripple.

Her body was tainted, and people pointed strange gazes at her spine, whispering, Look, she’s a whore!

She was originally a prestigious university student, a gifted fashion designer, but she dropped out hastily, unable to complete her studies.

In these three years, she never cried, because she hated.

She hated, so she never bowed to fate.

But now, she suddenly didn’t know who to hate.

She really was ridiculous.

Celeste Linden covered her face with her small hands, as the scorching tears streamed through her fingers, laughing and crying like a fool.

Ethan Barnes watched her quietly. Cry, once you cry it’ll be better.

He understood her, a girl seemingly weak but incredibly strong inside, running faster the more she got hit, never bending for opulent prosperity. Thus, he must first break her, teach her to bow, so he could completely control her, make her live on his terms.

This was good, her beliefs had already been crushed by him.

...

The sports car stopped at the hospital entrance. Celeste Linden was worn out from crying, her face dry, eyes hollow and dazed.

Ethan Barnes reached out to undo her seatbelt, but his hand didn’t leave, going behind her head, wanting to kiss her.

He had held back for a long time.

Celeste Linden turned away, avoiding it, not letting him kiss her.

Ethan Barnes paused briefly, not forcing her, "Celeste, I’ll give you some time to think it over. You have relatives, don’t you? Your brother Miles Linden, and that Zachary... You wouldn’t want anything to happen to them, right? I’ll come again tomorrow night."