Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1258: Your Little Girlfriend Is Here!

Chapter 1258: Chapter 1258: Your Little Girlfriend Is Here!

Listening to the heavy words of the aunt, Willow’s heart was stirred with waves. She had heard various rumors about Miles, saying he was a murderer, saying his sister worked in an improper profession... She didn’t expect the truth to be like this.

"Young girl, are you the girlfriend of the boy from the Linden family?" the aunt suddenly asked.

Willow was taken aback, "Ah? No... I’m not..."

"Young girl, don’t be embarrassed. The boy from the Linden family is really good. His dad owed so much high-interest loan outside. The boy managed to find money from somewhere to pay off all these debts. His father was so scared that he hid away and hasn’t returned home for two years. Now it’s just the brother and sister living together, and the boy is trying to find a way to treat his sister’s leg."

"In my view, even though the boy from the Linden family is in tough conditions now, give him some time, and he won’t lack prospects in the future."

Willow knew this aunt truly misunderstood. She was not Miles’... girlfriend...

"Aunt, I..."

"Oh dear, my grandson is about to finish school. I’ll go back first. Miles should be back soon. You just wait here, I’ll leave now." After saying this, the aunt hurried off.

Willow, "..."

The aunt left, and Willow stepped into Celeste’s room. She stood by the bed looking at Celeste.

Celeste was very beautiful, like her brother Miles, both having inherently excellent genes. Her pure black hair spilled over the pillowcase. If her life hadn’t been destroyed, she would have been a pure, beautiful, and youthful girl.

Now, Celeste’s face looked very pale. She seemed to be having a nightmare, her brow furrowed deeply, looking very uneasy.

At this moment, Willow found something under Celeste’s pillow: a pencil and a sheet of sketch paper.

Only the paper was blank, there was nothing on it, just a blank sketch paper.

"Let go... Let go of me... Don’t touch me!" Celeste screamed and woke up from her nightmare.

Willow was startled, and she quickly spoke to comfort, "Sister Lin, don’t be afraid."

Celeste had big watery eyes that added a lot of charm to her already pretty face. However, now her eyes were dull and lifeless, with no colors left, just mottled grayness.

Cold sweat dampened her face. She slowly sat up, looking at Willow with guarded eyes, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"

"Sister Lin, hello, I am Miles’ classmate, my name is Willow. I came to find Miles. Don’t be nervous, I have no ill intent." Willow explained her purpose simply and clearly.

Celeste was very weak. She relaxed her guard and murmured, "Oh, so you’re a classmate of little Miles..."

"Sister Lin, you’re sweating, let me wipe it off for you." Willow took out her handkerchief to help wipe Celeste’s sweat.

But before she could touch Celeste, Celeste shrank back like a startled bird, huddling in the corner with the quilt wrapped tightly around her, agitatedly saying, "Don’t touch me!"

Willow’s hand froze. Although she wasn’t a doctor, having been by her mother Serena Sterling’s side since she was little, she understood some things. This was a traumatic stress response from Celeste.

Celeste had been rescued for two or three years but had never gotten out of it.

Willow noticed the room was small, giving an enclosed and oppressive feeling. There was only a small window in the room, but it was closed, and the curtains tightly drawn, blocking any outside light from coming in.

"Sister Lin, let me open the curtains for you." Saying this, Willow was about to walk to the window.

"Ah!" Celeste suddenly screamed, "Don’t open the window! I don’t want to go out! I don’t want to see anyone!"

Celeste was stimulated, and she knocked a lamp onto the floor.

Crash.

The lamp immediately shattered into pieces, creating a messy scene.

"Okay, sister Lin, I won’t open the window, don’t be agitated."

"Go away! Go away! Don’t touch me! If you come near, I’ll bite my tongue and kill myself!"

Celeste flailed wildly in the air, emotions out of control, ready to bite her tongue.

Willow felt very sad. Celeste was only a few years older than her, but she was like a red rose, withering before she could blossom.

Past traumas became shadows she couldn’t escape all her life. Willow had guessed she had psychological issues, but they were more serious than she imagined.

Now seeing Celeste attempting to bite her tongue, Willow quickly placed her hand near Celeste’s mouth.

Celeste bit hard onto Willow’s hand.

The sharp teeth pierced the tender flesh, and Willow immediately broke into cold sweat from the pain.

Celeste held on, refusing to let go.

Willow endured the pain and gently placed her other hand on Celeste’s shoulder, patting softly like comforting a tantrum-throwing child, "Don’t be afraid, sister Lin, it’s okay now. It’s all over..."

...

In the dark, damp alley, Miles and Zachary were on their way back.

Zachary said happily, "Miles, you’re amazing. You actually got in touch with Professor Hunt. This Professor Hunt is an orthopedic authority. With him operating on sister Lin, her leg will soon recover."

Miles’ handsome eyebrows and eyes revealed a bit of softness.

"Miles, I wasn’t around at the time. If I had been there, I would have definitely stabbed that bastard Ethan to death!" Zachary said through gritted teeth.

Mentioning the name "Ethan," Miles’ eyebrows and eyes immediately turned gloomy, like covered in frost, so cold and ruthless they seemed to drip water.

"Miles, you’re back." At this moment, the aunt came over from the front.

Miles raised his head, "Auntie."

"Miles, hurry home. Your girlfriend came looking for you, she’s waiting at your house now," the aunt smiled.

Girlfriend?

Zachary was stunned, "Damn, Miles, where did you get a girlfriend? You’re too much! You even started hiding having a girlfriend from me."

Miles pressed his thin lips together. He didn’t know where this girlfriend suddenly appeared from, "Auntie, I don’t have a girlfriend."

"Oh, Miles, don’t be shy. Auntie saw it. Your little girlfriend is so beautiful, like a celestial beauty descending from the heavens. Auntie can tell she comes from a great family background. You should work hard and not let your little girlfriend run away with someone else."

"A celestial beauty descending from heaven? Miles, who exactly is this little girlfriend of yours?" Zachary was dying of curiosity.

A lively, charming face flashed in Miles’ mind. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he took off running.

The aunt laughed from behind, "See, just now he said he had no girlfriend, now he’s more anxious to get home than anyone."