Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 91 - 091 Showing off a marriage certificate, very good at grasping people’s hearts

Chapter 91: 091 Showing off a marriage certificate, very good at grasping people’s hearts

Lucas Bell’s complexion was already particularly pale, but now, shocked to the core, he looked utterly bloodless. Only the setting sun, red like blood, shone on his face, giving him a tragic and desolate appearance.

Sister-in-law?

Wyatt Hale had called her that too smoothly.

Clearly, it wasn’t the first time he had used that term.

These days, boyfriends and girlfriends often call each other husband and wife, but in a family like the Hale Family, even if Wyatt were foolish, he wouldn’t casually call someone sister-in-law, especially when their parents were around.

If he accidentally slipped up, some elders would still mind.

Could it be...

Had his sister married William Hale?

It shouldn’t be possible, he thought, shaking his head to dismiss the idea from his mind.

"What’s wrong? Why aren’t you coming inside?" Wyatt had already brought out a pair of slippers for him.

Sizing him up, he wondered if the lad was up to some trick.

"It’s nothing."

In the short seconds it took Lucas Bell to enter the house, countless thoughts had flashed through his mind.

"Make yourself at home, don’t be shy," said Wyatt Hale, a man of temperament, "Sister-in-law is practicing dancing, I’ll go call her."

He thought, although Lucas was his brother’s rival in love, since his brother and sister-in-law were already formally married and she didn’t like Lucas, there was no chance for him to become the other man even if he wanted to.

Moreover, Lucas didn’t have much to speak of in terms of looks...

He lacked the potential to be the other man.

Nanny Parker offered Lucas a drink, but his gaze was drawn to the water feature by the window, including some small fish and incense, with a lychee scent.

This must have been his sister’s doing.

At home, even as a hobby, his parents wouldn’t allow her to waste time.

And in their house, they never had any pets; when he was a child, he had bought a duckling, a bunny, a kitten... but they always ended up mysteriously dead.

At first, he blamed himself and felt guilty.

Gradually, he realized his parents did not want him to have pets.

As he was lost in thought, William Hale had already washed his hands and come out of the kitchen, their gazes colliding. The first close encounter, his dominant presence and taller stature made Lucas unintentionally nervous.

"Mr. Hale," he said politely.

"Seen anything interesting?"

"This incense..."

"Your sister made it, if you like it, I have more in my study, take some for yourself."

"No need," Lucas declined.

It was his own sister; if he wanted some incense, it would be easy to get, wouldn’t it? There was no need to ask him for it.

"Let’s go," William ignored him, signaling Nanny Parker to keep an eye on the kitchen, "I also have something to give you."

When under someone else’s roof, one naturally follows the host’s lead.

Following him, Lucas entered the study where William took some incense from a shelf and then reached into a drawer in his desk, opened it, and took out two tickets.

"I heard you’re studying art; you might be interested in this," William handed him two tickets to a top-tier art exhibition, "My uncle gave them to me, just passing them on."

Lucas glanced at the tickets, which were for an exhibition by a heavyweight in the industry, hard to come by.

He had wanted to go, but hadn’t managed to get a ticket.

Without connections, it was impossible to get a ticket.

No wonder his sister had fallen for him, this cunning man really knew how to cater to someone’s interests.

Reason told him:

Don’t accept it!

But his body was too honest; he reached out and took them anyway.

"Thank you, these tickets are hard to come by."

"My uncle is good friends with this artist. If you want to see exhibitions in the future, I can arrange it," William said casually, "If you want to meet him, I can arrange that too."

Lucas clutched the tickets tightly, silently gritting his teeth:

Stay steady!

Don’t be swayed by his small favors.

This man is your rival in love.

As Lucas saw that the drawer was still open, he merely glanced unintentionally, but he was completely stunned.

That red booklet...

It looked like a marriage certificate!

When he tried to look closely, William had already casually closed the drawer and mentioned, "You’re Zoe’s brother, so naturally, you’re my brother too, tell me anytime if you need help."

"You’ve been a great help to me and my wife; I’ve been looking for a chance to thank you."

Married?

Lucas Bell became even more certain, it was indeed a marriage certificate!

He knew clearly that it was impossible between him and his sister, but he didn’t expect her to marry herself off so quickly.

Dizzied by the marriage certificate.

His sister, indeed, made big moves in silence.

He didn’t think encountering the marriage certificate was accidental, it was clearly that bastard’s doing on purpose.

How could a person like William Hale leave the marriage certificate casually in the drawer and happen to open it just when he came over?

He was proclaiming his dominance, making him completely give up any thoughts.

Clearly telling him:

You have no chance now!

—

Zoe Bell was practicing dancing and had specially changed clothes to come here. When she saw Lucas Bell, she noticed his vacant stare and distraught demeanor, "Lucas?"

After calling him twice, he finally snapped back to reality, "Sis."

"What’s the matter? You seem out of it?"

"Feeling a bit uncomfortable."

"Physically unwell?"

"It’s sorrow in my heart."

"..."

Zoe Bell was stunned, what was wrong with this child all of a sudden.

However, Lucas Bell suddenly smiled at her again, "Just kidding, ever since I returned from abroad, I’ve been unable to adjust to the time difference, always feeling uncomfortable."

"Are you sure?" Zoe Bell obviously didn’t believe it.

"Really, it’s nothing." Lucas Bell pretended to be relaxed, while Wyatt Hale had been constantly playing games; he then started another round, and Lucas sat down to watch him play.

"Wanna play?" Wyatt Hale invited.

"I never play games."

"What did you say?" Wyatt Hale was dumbstruck, "Then what do you do every day?"

"Study, work."

"Then you’re living too hard, come here, let me teach you how to play."

Wyatt Hale was too enthusiastic. Lucas Bell wasn’t used to people like him; when his wrist was grabbed, his whole body tensed up, and he was forcibly pulled beside him, immediately turning his head to seek help from his sister.

Zoe Bell pretended not to see, knowing that Lucas Bell lived too repressedly, and she herself wasn’t a lively person. Perhaps he really needed someone like Wyatt Hale ...

At first, things were fine.

Wyatt Hale was fairly patient, "Right, press this, just hit like that."

"Young man, who would have thought, you actually have potential."

...

More than ten minutes later, Wyatt Hale exploded.

"Ah— Lucas Bell, why are you intentionally feeding?"

"It’s over, you died again, I really can’t carry this."

Lucas Bell felt a bit embarrassed.

Passing by, William Hale spoke softly, "Now you understand why father would rather work overtime than come home to tutor you with your homework."

"Aunt Lott couldn’t handle you, so she had no choice but to hand you over to me."

Wyatt Hale was stunned.

"Have you forgotten?" William Hale lifted his eyelid slightly, "You surely remember, during junior high summer break, you were sent to our second uncle’s home, his two cousins were just the right age to tutor you in schoolwork. But what happened ..."

"Uncle sent you back overnight."

"Saying your presence in his house was seriously disrupting his family harmony."

Lucas Bell couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

"You’re my own brother!" Wyatt Hale was furious, "How can you expose my shortcomings?"

William Hale just glanced calmly at Lucas Bell, "We’re all family here, there’s nothing that can’t be said."

Family?

Lucas Bell clutched the game controller tightly.

He seemed to understand what his sister had meant by tender and considerate.

This man, knew too well how to provide emotional value.

Or rather, was very good at manipulating people’s hearts!