"Mr. and Mrs.Campbell, Im sorry", the housekeeper of the Morris family walked over, "But its time"
"Oh my gosh, we almost forget the time!"
Mrs.Campbell hurriedly feigned a sad look and sent Rebecca to the car.
The moment when Rebecca got into the car and closed the door, she immediately took her sight from the hypocritical crowd outside.
The housekeeper glanced at silent Rebecca in the rearview mirror.
As soon as getting into the car, she suddenly felt that this woman was completely different from the one he had just seen in the Campbell family.
"Is it my illusion? Or..."
The housekeeper was a little worried, and tentatively looked back: "Miss Campbell?"
"Huh?"
Rebecca responded with a soft voice and looked at him.
The housekeeper was relieved with the clear and clean eyes in his sight.
"I have worried too much", he couldnt help laughing at his obsessive wariness.
"Though Becky doesnt like to talk or laugh, she is well educated and considerate, especially mild in temper."
What Tom said flashed in his mind again.
He thought of Loren and sighed, "Hope things will be different this time."
......
When Rebecca entered the manor belonged to the Morris family, there had already been many people waiting for her.
They stared at her and casually talked with each other as if she was a monkey in the zoo.
They had many different identities, such as Lorens uncle, aunt, or something, and Rebecca could not remember those at all.
Fortunately, she didnt need to remember them. All she needed to do was nod with a polite smile.
It was not until the evening that Rebecca was led to the room that belonged to her and Loren.
The room was filled with the pleasant smell of flowers, but Rebecca had no interest to appreciate. She was so exhausted after a busy day that she kicked her high heels and threw herself on the bed.
It didnt take her two minutes to sink into a deep sleep.
The sky outside is getting darker and darker.
The door on the balcony was not closed tightly, and the night wind gently sneaked into the room from this gap, blowing the curtains high.
A balloon suddenly fell off the wall and rolled to the ground.
Rebeccas sharp nerves suddenly tensed, and she almost jumped up from the bed in an instant.
She warily glanced around the room.
After seeing the balloon on the ground, she took a sigh of relief.
At this moment, a chill on her back made her nerves tense again.
When she looked back, she saw a man in a wheelchair.
There was no light on in the room, so it was hard for her to see the expression on the mans face.
She maintained her vigilance, and concurrently put on an innocent look.
The light in the room clicked on as the man pushed his wheelchair in.
The sudden strong light forced Rebecca to squint her eyes and block them with her hands.
After getting used to it, she put her hands down and gained full of view of the man.
He was wearing a suit that perfectly matched her wedding dress.
Needless to think, this must be her husband, Loren Morris.
It turned out that he was indeed lame.
From business to education, the Morris family almost dominated all the industries in this city. Almost everyone knew its heir was Logan Morris, but few people knew that he had a younger brother which was as excellent as him.
If it werent for the car accident three years ago, Loren would still be the most competitive rival of Logan.
Rebecca looked at him with interest.
The mans well-defined facial features looked quite delicate under the light, but his eyes staring at her was full of domineering coldness.
Although sitting in a wheelchair, the oppression he brought Rebecca was no less than anyone else.
"You..."
Rebecca feigned a childish tone, "You are Beckys husband, right? Why are you sitting in this wheelchair? Cant you get up? Is your leg hurt?"
When saying so, she went out of bed and came to the man, reaching out to touch his leg.
Unexpected, the man tightly grasped her wrist and rudely wrung it in the opposite direction.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Rebecca tried to take back her hand, but no matter how hard she struggled, she could not get rid of his grasp.
The man narrowed his eyes and finally opened his mouth, "So, you are the so-called stupid daughter of Tom Campbell. Precisely, the girl he adopted."
When he finished his sentence, Rebeccas mind went blank for an instant.
This man should not have known this!
"Dont look at me like this. Although my leg is lame, Im not too stupid to accept any woman they gave me."
"If you are a fool, that will be great."
"The question is", He casually continued, but suddenly looked her in the eye, "You are not foolish at all."
Hearing this, Rebeccas body subconsciously trembled.
She unnaturally swallowed dry saliva.
At this moment, all the nerves and cells in her body were warning her the man was extremely dangerous.
But then, she happily rolled over and directly lay on the mans knees with a smile, "Yes! Becky is not stupid, Becky is very smart! Are you as smart as Becky? Dont worry, even if you are not as smart as me, I will not divorce you! you just need to buy me some apples!"
This must be his trick!
Rebecca didnt know whether he had seen through her disguise, but she was confident in her acting skills.
Otherwise, the Campbells would have long drained her marrow in the past two years!
In the face of Rebeccas performance, Loren used more strength on his hand on her wrist and she almost felt her bones crushed.
"Ah, it hurts! Becky is crying!"
"Has Logan told you my biggest hobby before sending you here?"
Speaking of this, the man grinned a mysterious smile.
Rebecca felt like being shrouded by coldness.
Before she could react, the man came to her ear and almost said word by word, "I like to torture the women around me. When they offend me, I will cut their hands off and feed the dog."
Rebecca looked up in shock and happened to catch his scary expression in her sight.
"Are you afraid?"
Loren loosened his hand, and Rebecca immediately fell to the ground.
She wanted to tell herself this was his joke, but the mans expression just told her that he could do it!
"Time for bed, Mrs.Morris."
Loren moved to the bedside and looked over.