Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Chapter 72: How Could You Treat Me Like This？

Samuel, though drenched in rain, stood upright due to his stubbornness deep within, "Maid Heather, could you please help us report this again?" "Fine, just wait."

Maid Heather ended the video call, dusted off the chip crumbs from her hands, then calmly headed upstairs.

Standing at the threshold of Charlie's bedroom, she lifted her hand and gently tapped a few times on the door, "Young Master Firth Firth, Mr. Mirren and Mrs. Mirren are still standing outside in the rain." Charlie first reached out to feel Nancy's forehead. Her fever had receded. He then said unhurriedly, "Maid Heather, open the door. Let them in on their own..."

At this point, he paused, "Don't let them dirty the floor."

"Of course!"

Maid Heather smirked, then headed downstairs.

After she pressed the gate switch, the door opened automatically. Samuel and Lily, seeing the mansion's gate finally opened, hurriedly scampered inside. After a few minutes of running, they finally reached the door of the villa. Just when they were about to knock, Maid Heather preemptively opened the door. "Hold on, you two can't go in yet."

"Huh?"

Samuel was taken aback, "Why?"

The door was already opened for them. Why weren't they allowed to go in?

Maid Heather expressionlessly handed them a pair of disposable shoe covers per

you're dirty. Put these on,

Lily were

was Charlie actually looking down

covers, they weren't treated

"Forget it."

self-respect, took the raincoat, and put it on. Even he dared not complain, Lily even more so. She was angry, but couldn't say a word about it. After

"Vivian" married Charlie, he moved to Europe, so Samuel and Lily had

were taken aback by the grand interior, realizing the massive gap between

"Oh, my..."

paintings on the wall and quietly exclaimed in awe, "That must be a real piece, right? If so, that's worth

her thoughts, Charlie's indifferent voice suddenly sounded in front of them, "Just stand there.

Lily, not paying attention,

with anger. After being drenched in the rain, they were finally able to enter the house. Even

comfortably, but Lily had

of the living

jester...

like a