Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18-Chapter 335: Clearing His Name

**A few days later**

"Why don’t we go out for a walk in the garden?" Diana suggested. "The weather is nice today, and I think you could use some fresh air."

It was very unfortunate that I was still stuck in the hospital. What was worse was that I had no idea about my potential date of discharge, and that was because I couldn’t get in touch with the person who was supposed to be in charge of my fate regarding that matter. With Diana in the way, I had no way to reach Bradon, let alone see him. Whenever I tried to bring up anything related to Bradon, I would earn a disapproving glare from my sister before she would rapidly change the topic of conversation.

"Sure, that sounds like a good idea. I have no idea how much longer I’ll be stuck here. I mean, there’s nothing wrong with me, and I am completely healthy," I told my sister as we readied ourselves to go for a walk.

The good thing about the hospital is that it has a very large garden and also a few rehabilitation centers where patients could go to relax. It was definitely a far cry from having freedom to roam around the outside world, but it was clearly better than nothing.

"Should I get you a wheelchair?" my sister asked.

I quickly shook my head from side to side before firmly turning down that offer.

"I can walk on my own, you know,” I pointed out truthfully.

"What if you trip and fall? You might end up scraping your knees or breaking your bones," Diana said before tightening her hold on my arm.

We sat down together on one of the benches in the garden as we admired the serene scenery. After having made up my mind to talk to Diana about Bradon, it felt like the perfect opportunity to do it now instead of putting it off for later.

What am I supposed to say to start a conversation with her?

"I wonder what’s going to happen when I leave the hospital," I said before showing my sister a small smile. I didn’t really know what to say to her to start the discussion regarding Bradon, so I settled for a more cowardly approach to test the waters to see what my sister thought.

"That’s a very good question. Honestly, I’ve been thinking about it as well," Diana replied before she had a pensive look on her face as if she was indecisive.

"I’ll return to Bradon’s mansion where I’ve been staying all along. What about you?" I asked.

"You’re going back to live with that man?" Diana asked with a very shocked look on her face.

“I guess...” I murmured.

"You don’t have to do something like that, Leya. I see, he must be forcing you to do this. He is forcing you to go back and live with him again," Diana said, and I could tell that she was upset and very panicked.

"No, Bradon isn’t forcing me to do this. After we got married, I’ve been living at his mansion all along, so I feel like it’s only natural that I returned there. I’ve also gotten used to living there..." I tried my best to explain.

The way my sister held up her hand and shook her head told me that she wasn’t going to have any of it.

“That man is such a tyrant. Forcing you to live with him, and I bet he even locked you up inside the mansion, didn’t he? I know that before you didn’t have a choice and that there was no one there for you, but I’m back now. I’m here for you right now,” my sister said as she took my hands into hers.

I could see tears swimming in her eyes, and her nose had gotten slightly red from intense emotions. I appreciated her concern but she seemed to be having trouble believing what I said.

"Well, it’s not really like that," I said weakly.

In fact, Diana was right because that was how things were between us at first. However, as time went by, it didn’t feel like I was staying at Bradon’s place because he had locked me up in there.

"You don’t have to lie to me. I know that you’re acting like everything is fine because you don’t want me to worry about you. Getting married to him and living with him must have been hell for you. I can’t have you going back there, and if I can help it, I don’t want you to ever meet him again," Diana said, and there was a mix of anger and frustration in her voice. I realized that she must have been blaming herself again for all that has happened.

"Diana, please just listen," I pleaded softly.

"You don’t have to make excuses for him because you’re scared that I would worry about you. You must have been through so much. I can’t even imagine all the cruel things that he must have done to you, and it makes me so angry at myself," Diana said as she brought her hands to her face and looked at me with teary eyes. I took in a deep breath and made the firm decision that I had to be more direct with Diana in order to stop all of her misunderstandings.

"Diana, listen to me. You are misunderstanding everything about my relationship with Bradon," I said before taking in another deep breath. Unlike the times before, my words seemed to have captured my sister’s attention.

–To be continued...