The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 669: Bite Him, A Lifetime of Pain.

Lord Augustine’s attack was merciless, immediately crippling his right leg.

That was his first encounter with Lord Augustine, who was a devil in human form.

Ah!

He writhed in agony on the ground, letting out a howl.

Lord Augustine showed no intention of stopping. A sinister and bloodthirsty smile curled his lips, “You probably don’t need this left leg either, should I disable it for you now?”

Lord Augustine intended to cri pple his left leg as well.

“Lord Augustine, please don’t!” At this moment, Anabelle rushed over, hugging his sturdy waist tightly and refusing to let go. “Don’t hurt Brother Marcus. I know I was wrong. I’m sorry. I’ll go back with you now. You’ve already cri ppled Marcus’s right leg. If you disable his left leg too, I won’t forgive you.”

Only then did Lord Augustine halt his actions. He reached out, grabbing her delicate wrist, and pulled her away. He ordered, “Take Marcus back to me!”

Two black clad bodyguards dragged him away and took him to Allura’s room.

It was his first time entering Allura’s room, the legendary bridal chamber prepared by Lord Augustine for Anabelle.

He was unceremoniously dumped outside the door by the black-clad bodyguards. Anabelle’s eyes were red, and she wished to approach him, but a glance from Lord Augustine silenced her. “Madam Augustine, don’t provoke me again, understood? Dare to take a step forward and try it!”

Anabelle succumbed to the threat, standing motionless,

At this moment, Lord Augustine gestured towards the master bedroom. “Go inside.”

Anabelle looked at him.

Lord Augustine raised an eyebrow playfully. “Madam Augustine, why are you looking at me like that? Tonight is our wedding night. We must finish what we started.”

“Of course, since you surprised me so much tonight, I thought I’d return the favor. How about we let your Brother Marcus lie here tonight?”

Hearing these words while lying battered on the ground, Marcus’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot. Lord Augustine was truly a master of torment, leaving him lying outside their bridal chamber all night. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

“Anabelle, don’t listen to him. Don’t let him threaten you. I’m fine.”

Lord Augustine cast a casual glance at him then turned to Anabelle. “Why haven’t you gone in yet? My patience is limited.”

Anabelle hesitated for a few seconds before turning and entering the master bedroom.

He remained unaware of what transpired in the bedroom afterward since he hadn’t witnessed it firsthand. However, he was aware… that night, Lord Augustine and Anabelle consummated their marriage.

Lord Augustine forcefully took Anabelle, while he lay outside. He heard Anabelle’s soft, delicate voice, restrained and hesitant, trying not to be too loud, sounding particularly intimate. “Lord Augustine, it hurts… I’m in pain…’

Chapter 669 Bhe Hm. A Lifetime of Pain

Lord Augustine replied, “If it hurts, endure it.”

Due to his severe leg injury and lack of timely treatment, he developed a fever and infection that night. As a result, he was left with a disability for the rest of his life.

Marcus snapped back to the present from a nightmare over thirty years ago. He stared at Lord Augustine, who was sitting elegantly on the sofa. “Lord Augustine, you mock my leg, but 1 mock your pitiful state. You can only obtain Anabelle through force!”

“Oh, really?” Lord Augustine gazed at Marcus amidst a haze of smoke, his expression faintly amused. “I admit, on our wedding night, I might not have been gentle, it was forceful. However, our second time, third time, and countless times afterward were all initiated by Anabelle.”

Lord Augustine’s tone slowed down, and he looked at Marcus’s current expression with a suggestive smile. As expected, Marcus’s face turned pale.

“Lord Augustine, you’re speaking nonsense. It’s impossible. Anabelle would never initiate it!” \

A faint smile curled on Lord Augustine’s lips. “Did Anabelle not inform you?” After your leg was injured and you were hospitalized, I spread the word. No hospital in the capital city dared to accept you. You could have died from the infection and decay in your leg

“I intentionally leaked this information to her. After our wedding night. I was angry. I didn’t go home for many rights, deliberately ignoring her. When she knew about your condition, she obediently called me. If I didn’t answer, she came to the company.”

“Our second time was in my CEO’s office. I sat in my chair, and she sat on my thigh, looking at my face carefully. To please me, she used her limited skills, endured the shame, unbuttoned her clothes, and kissed my neck…”

Marcus had never known any of this. Now, his pupils contracted, and the hand hanging at his side clenched into a fist. “Enough, stop talking!”

“Heh,” a low, mirthless laugh rumbled from Lord Augustine’s throat. “Can’t take it anymore? Marcus, stay away from her. She’s not what you imagine. Do you know how precious she is? For all those years, I kept her in Allura’s room, providing her with everything she needed. What about you? Are you capable of providing for her?”

Marcus felt utterly humiliated, just as he had in the past. He could never defeat the man before him.

“Lord Augustine, even if you’ve had Anabelle’s body, you’ll never have her heart! You broke her wings and imprisoned her in Allura’s room. You’ve manipulated and abused her. You probably never expected that she would jump out of the gilded cage you provided and bite you hard.”

“Lord Augustine, you’ll never encounter another woman as aloof and passionate as Anabelle in your lifetime. She’s on par with you, the most beautiful woman in the capital, radiating elegance and grace. She

gave you her most fervent love and left you with the deepest pain, a pain that will haunt you for the rest of your life.”

Lord Augustine’s hand, holding a cigar, slowly stopped. Even if he didn’t want to admit it, he had to acknowledge that Anabelle had bitten into his heart, a pain that would last a lifetime.

Augustine Family’s annual party.

A hurried private secretary approached the evening’s protagonist, Elvis, and whispered, “CEO, we just received news. Your mother-in-law and mother went to the club to find your younger brother. They were caught by CEO Robert and General Augustine in a compromising situation. Everyone has already dispersed.”

Elvis, “…”

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What?

His mother-in-law and mother went to the club to find his younger brother?

Three black lines appeared on Elvis’s forehead,

“CEO, the party has reached the climax. It’s time for your first dance. You can go on stage now and draw the lucky number card to choose your dance partner.” The private secretary returned to the main topic.

Elvis pursed his lips and temporarily set aside the matters concerning his father, mother, father-in-law, and mother-in-law.

In the party hall, Clara was surrounded by a group of celebrities, and everyone looked at her with envy.

“Look, Mr. Augustine is on stage. Mr. Augustine’s first dance is about to begin.”