Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 334: He’s Not a Monster
"It’s all my fault that you ended up marrying that monster!" she yelled before she went straight back to crying. I pulled her into my arms and hugged her tightly in my desperate attempt to comfort her. Diana broke down in my arms, and after crying her heart and eyes out for a very long time, she finally lost all her energy and ended up falling asleep right on my hospital bed.
She called him a monster...
**A few days later**
I haven’t seen either Bradon or Desmond since my sister’s arrival. At first, I truly enjoyed having my sister back by my side and spending time with her, slowly catching up on the things that we had missed out on in each other’s lives after being apart for so long. After witnessing my sister’s emotional breakdown, we both conveniently avoided discussing my sham of a marriage to Bradon and my plan to assist Desmond. Instead, we spent our days in the hospital room, sharing small talk about pleasant topics, such as the current fashion trend and popular celebrities. We even enjoyed afternoon tea with delicious pastries, as if the hospital room had somehow magically transformed into an English-style garden with the fountain in the background and blooming flowers all around us.
That was how my sister eagerly worked to avoid discussing all the topics that we needed to discuss. Despite enjoying her attention and spending our time together, it didn’t slip my mind that the fact that Bradon had not stepped a foot inside the hospital room was probably because Diana was present. More accurately, my sister had probably barred the two men from ever entering this room. Diana spent every waking and sleeping moment with me. We spent our days together, and she would take care of me as if I was still a recovering patient, and at night, she would sleep with me in the same room. Although I knew that this couldn’t go on forever, I decided to take comfort in my sister’s presence and let her have her way, at least for a while, because I realized that I wasn’t the only one who was hurting, but Diana was also suffering from her breakup to a certain extent, no matter how brave of a front she tried to put on.
Sometimes late at night, I found myself lying on the bed with open eyes as I stared up at the dark ceiling of the hospital room.
"It’s all my fault that you ended up marrying that monster!"
Diana’s hateful words came back to me along with her tearful face when she spat out those words. I was too busy trying to console my sister at the time, so I never responded to her accusing words against Bradon. It was clear that my sister meant what she said and that that was how she truly saw Bradon. In a way, it wasn’t surprising given the very little detail that we were provided by our father about his very existence and how we should process and deal with his presence as the hidden member of the Vulkan family. Because of what she thought Bradon was like, Diana blamed herself for abandoning me because her actions brought me together with Bradon, the person that we were supposed to avoid like the plague from the Vulkan family.
From the moment that those words left my sister’s lips, there wasn’t a second that it truly didn’t bother me. Surprisingly, I found her accusation shocking and unacceptable to the point where it angered me. At first, I didn’t understand why I felt that way, but then I realized that I must have felt that way because I truly believed her accusations to be baseless and also untrue, at least based on my personal experience. I spent many sleepless nights just thinking back and reflecting on all the times that I’ve spent with Bradon ever since the day that we got married.
Many things surely have changed in the way that he treated me and also how we interacted. From the time when he would avoid me while I was locked up in his mansion and the way that he treated me so coldly with clear contempt to the time when I desperately tried to run away from him. Then up until now, where I felt so at ease spending time alone with him and even leaning on him for support. Although I wasn’t sure when it had all started, Bradon had become a very important person in my life. He became someone who I could confide in and also depend on.
At first, I thought that I was just using him for my own personal gains, and that he was also using me in his very own way, but perhaps that wasn’t all that was between us. There was no denying that Bradon could get very rough with me at times especially in his fit of anger, most of the time brought about by my unreasonable and selfish actions, but most of the time I had to admit that he was nothing but gentle and caring to me to the point where I found it confusing.
"He’s not a monster," I whispered softly to myself into the silent night as my sister breathed calmly in her deep sleep next to me.
I knew without a doubt in that moment that I needed to correct this misunderstanding that my sister had about Bradon. On top of that, I needed to see him. More accurately, I wanted to see him, and it felt quite strange and almost too quiet without Bradon around. I wondered what he was up to and if my sister had said any other hurtful things to him while I wasn’t there. My chest suddenly felt tight, and I realized that I felt so regretful and so guilty. I made a serious promise to myself that I would sort out this situation with Diana so that we all could move forward in the right direction.
–To be continued...
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