Christian, Please Take After Your Brother Edward

In the evening, the Cullen familys mansion was filled with the clinking of glasses and bright lights for a wedding. Despite it being a joyous occasion, the wedding was oddly conducted, with many guests whispering mockingly.

"Hey, it seems that the eldest Cullen is indeed a fool. Otherwise, why wouldnt he attend his own wedding day? Just let the bride walk around by herself, tut-tut."

"Its no secret that the Cullen familys eldest son is a fool, but do you know who the bride is? Shes from the Grey family! The younger sister of that woman, look at how the Cullen family has handled this, its really interesting!"

The bride, who walked around like a monkey in the show, nervously pinched the corner of her skirt. She didnt dare to look up again, fearing that everyones gaze was mocking and sharp, as if to strip her of her last layer of shame.

No guest paid her any mind, not even her in-laws, who were busy entertaining guests, seemingly leaving her to one side. However, the nanny approached and whispered, "Mrs. Cullen, Ill take you upstairs."

Claire Randalls palms were sweaty, and she quickly followed the nanny upstairs.

The Cullen mansion has three floors, the first floor is for guests and servants rooms, and the second floor is for the masters bedrooms.

"Mrs. Cullen, this way," the nanny led Claire to a bedroom on the second floor and said with a smile, "Go inside, Mr. Cullen is waiting for you."

Before leaving, the nanny looked back with a meaningful expression: "Mr. Greys bedroom is next to Mr. Cullens. Dont get the wrong room."

Claire forced a smile and waited until the nanny left before carefully opening the bedroom door and stepping inside.

The room was pitch black, and she couldnt see anything.

Claire was stiff, her heart beating rapidly—she had heard that the eldest son of the Cullen family, Edward Cullen, was a fool, and she wondered what kind of fool he was...

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the dark, grabbing her and pulling her up. The action was domineering and fierce. In an instant, Claire sensed something was wrong.

"Christian Grey?" Claire exclaimed, "How can it be you? Let go of me—Ah!"

She hadnt seen Christian at the wedding banquet hall and thought he wouldnt come, but he was waiting upstairs for her!

"Its not me, then who?" A low laugh and the sound of a belt being undone exploded in her ear, the mans cold laughter mixed with a hint of chill: "Could it be that fool, Edward? Hah, while Im not here, you dare to marry into the Cullen family just like that, do you think that just because youve entered the Cullen family, I wouldnt dare to touch you?"

"Christian, you cant treat me like this, Im your—Ah!"

"What am I to you?" The man behind her laughed more gently, his hand lightly winding around her hair, but his strength seemed like he wanted to tear her apart: "Brothers wife, right?"

A whimper, and Claires delicate skin began to turn pink. The man deliberately humiliated her by pressing her against the window: "Brothers wife, why arent you speaking?"

The cold glass was pressed against her face, and Claire was forced to grab the curtains with both hands, wishing she could just die like this.

"Brothers wife?"

But Christian seemed to find the title particularly interesting, his voice with a hint of mockery and a husky tone came from behind. He listened to her painful cries and whispered in her ear: "What do you think, if that fool saw you like this, would he still be foolishly smiling?"

Claire was trembling all over, and finally found an opportunity to speak during his brief pause: "Christian, let me go. From today on, I am the eldest grandmother of the Cullen family. If others find out about us——Ah!"

"Using the Cullen family to pressure me?" Christian sneered, turning her face with his hand, word by word: "My dear sister-in-law, I dont care, anyway, sleeping with my sister-in-law is not the first time Ive done it. Guess who will suffer more consequences between us?"

In the bedroom on the second floor, the sounds of debauchery were endless, and the womans whimpers were almost drowned out.

After a while of venting, Claire was thrown onto the table. She rolled from the table to the carpet, and during this time, she groaned, not daring to move.

The man who had just been smiling suddenly changed his face and coldly threw out a word: "Get out."

Claire didnt dare to stop, immediately got up from the ground, wrapped herself in the torn wedding dress, but as soon as she rushed to the door, she seemed to think of something, and looked back at Christian timidly.

The tall man, who was 1.9 meters tall, seemed to be completely unaware of her gaze. He lazily leaned against the bed, like an elegant nobleman. Although he had tossed Claire around, in reality, he had only simply unbuckled his belt. Now that the belt was buckled, he was like a satisfied leopard, not even sparing a glance at her.

She gritted her teeth, and as soon as she ran out of the bedroom, she ran into the nanny who was guarding the door.

It was the nanny who had sent her into the bedroom.

At a glance, Claire trembled all over and couldnt move.

On the contrary, the nanny looked up and down at Claire. As if she hadnt seen her broken appearance at the moment, she pointed to the door next to her and said, "You went to the wrong room, this side is Mr. Cullens bedroom."

Claire felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"Whats wrong with you?" Seeing that she didnt move, the nanny smiled and pulled her,Its obviously a simple face, but the corners of her eyes were full of shrewd calculations. She pushed Claire into the bedroom next door and pushed her in with a smile: "Mr. Cullen wets the bed when he sleeps at night, you should serve him more."

Claire was pushed into another strange bedroom, watching the nanny close the door, and she shivered all over, almost sitting on the ground.

The Cullen family, Christian Grey, Edward Cullen...

Claire closed her eyes painfully and walked to the bed in the bedroom, lost and disheartened.

The bedroom was dimly lit, but the curtains were not drawn, and the cool moonlight shone in from the window. The man lying on the bed was as quiet as a child, but there was a bit of saliva on the corner of his mouth. She stepped forward and wiped the saliva for Edward.

Claire stood by the bed, staring at Edward. Edward Cullen hadnt changed much compared to a few years ago. As soon as she closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to see Edwards smiling face.

Edward Cullen, Edwards brother.

She looked for a moment, her lips trembling, and sighed silently.

She subconsciously pulled back her hand, although he was a fool, but she didnt want to do this to Edward.

Because she and Christian were...

If it werent for being forced, she would never have married into the Cullen family.