My Substitute Wife Is a Bigwig (Lily Brooks and Loid Laurier)

The entirety of Lagersfield City had become a slaughterhouse. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Those who came to provoke them now lay dead and cold on the ground.

Loid moved like a demon from the depths of hell, striking down each opponent in quick succession. Determined to spare Lily from having to fight, he acted so swiftly that the others didn’t have time to react.

No matter how many opponents he faced, he seemed tireless as he never paused to catch a break. Shaun, Daniel, and Elijah stood in place, staring at the scene unfolding before them in stunned silence. Lily looked at the tall figure cutting through the crowd, her vision blurring

Loid emerged from the sea of corpses, casually picked up his suit jacket, and slipped it on. He wrapped Lily tightly in his arms and said in a soft, gentle voice, “Let’s go home.”

She looked up at him and nodded. “Alright.”

Shaun drove Loid and Lily home, leaving Daniel to handle everything that remained. Maxwell, due to his status, couldn’t stay at the scene and went directly to the funeral home.

On the way back to Anmer Heights, Lily curled up in Loid’s arms silently. Although he couldn’t see her expression, he felt the dampness spreading across his chest from her tears. His face tightened with concern. “Stop the car!”

Shaun hit the brakes abruptly. “What happened?”

“Go help Daniel. We’ll make our own way home,” Loid said, his hand resting gently on Lily’s back.

Sham frowned.

“Are you sure? You used up a lot of energy just now. If someone shows up…

Before he could finish his sentence, Loid lifted his gaze, his entire demeanor radiating a cold, formidable pressure. His eyes, sharp and piercing like an eagle’s, bore into Shaun with an icy intensity.

A shiver ran down Shaum’s spine as he quickly opened the car door. “I’ll go now.”

As the door closed, he exhaled a sigh of relief, patting his chest to calm his nerves. The look in Loid’s eyes was terrifying–like he was ready to tear someone apart!

After Shaun left, Loid tightened his hold on Lily.

He remained silent and held her close.

Suddenly, the emotional dam inside her broke, and Lily began to sob uncontrollably. Throughout the time Loid had known her, he had never seen her cry. Seeing her in such distress now twisted his heart with pain.

To everyone else, she was stubborn and refused to show any vulnerability. But at least in front of him, she could release her emotions without holding back. He patted her back gently, and a determined glint flashed in his eyes.

Belinda was the person she cared about the most, her last source of strength. Whoever dared to rake away what she cherished would pay dearly–Loid would make sure of it.

Lily cried for a long time until she eventually fell asleep from exhaustion. Carefully, Loid laid her down on the seat and started driving home. He drove very slowly, making sure the car didn’t jostle or shake.

When they arrived at Anmer Heights, Loid changed her clothes. Her outfit was soaked in blood, and she couldn’t keep vigil for Belinda looking like that. Lily was still asleep, and Loid couldn’t bring himself to wake her.

She eventually got up at three in the morning.

In truth, she hadn’t really been sleeping. She just didn’t want to move. She wanted to lie in bed, doing nothing and thinking about nothing.

Loid was making phone calls on the balcony. Not wanting to disturb her, he stayed on the balcony to take the calls.

Lily went downstairs, took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, and walked over to him. She drank the beer slowly in silence.

He glanced at her sideways, contemplating whether to take the beer away. But after a moment’s hesitation, he decided to let her be.

Lily was in a bad mood, and if drinking helped her vent her feelings, he wouldn’t stop her from doing so.