His Real Wedded Bride

Chapter 133 In the Maid Room

In the past, Wendy had always taken Yvonne's side, and Autumn was the one that got bullied. But, now

that she was in her own house and Wendy wasn't around to take Yvonne's side, Autumn was curious to

see what Yvonne would do next.

"That's bullshit! I said nothing like that." Yvonne felt afraid and intimidated as she looked at the servants

watching her. She turned around to walk towards the front yard and said, "Don't be so cocky. Just you

wait! I'll go ask Charles; who gave you the right to do this to me? I wonder what Charles and Gary will

think when they find out that you arranged such a room for me."

"You wouldn't want to do that, " Autumn said frigidly.

"Well, it sounds like somebody is scared." replied Yvonne She sneered as if she was finally holding

something over Autumn. She had specifically told Autumn that she wanted a room next to Charles's,

but instead, she got a maid room, which was far away from Charles's. How was she supposed to

seduce him?

"Scared?" Autumn couldn't help but scoff. It was for Yvonne's good not to ask for a snub.

"If not scared, then what? Autumn, you'd better not forget that you're nothing but a bitch who stole my

identity. You're making me stay in such a crappy room in my own house, I'll make sure you pay for this

insolence!" Yvonne threatened.

"Your house?" Autumn sneered. "It's my house now, so you will have to play by my rules. You either

stay here and be quiet or you can crawl back to your own place. You'd better remember that, " Autumn

retorted fearlessly.

"Just you wait and see. I'm telling Charles about this." Yvonne sensed a change in Autumn, as if she

had turned into a totally different person. She didn't realize that it was Wendy and her that turned

Autumn into the person she had become now.

Yvonne intended to look for Charles, but before she went any further, Charles walked in. She rushed to

him and said, "Charles, look! My sister is making me stay in a servant's room. It is apparent that she

doesn't want me to stay in this house. You must help me. She is becoming intolerable."

"Intolerable? How?" Charles pretended to be ignorant of the situation. "What's wrong with living here?"

he asked Yvonne.

"Um-" Yvonne frowned, struggling to find the words to express herself. She couldn't tell him that she

wanted to sleep next to his room.

"If there is no problem, please go to bed. Your sister and I are going to bed as well." Charles walked

past Yvonne, and then he turned back and said to her, "Oh, it was my idea to let you sleep here, even

though your sister thought it was too small for you. She even tried to change my mind about it. But at

least it is clean, right? The rooms in the main building haven't been cleaned yet, but I have special

people clean the rooms here every day. You will only be here for a couple of days anyway. Thank you

for understanding, "

Charles said indifferently, as if he was actually telling her that she could leave anytime, if she didn't like

it there. Hearing Charles's words, Yvonne realized that she had to accept it and take it for what it was.

Just as Charles and Autumn were leaving, Yvonne called Autumn in a rush, stepped up, and held her

by the arm. Now that she couldn't sleep in the same building as Charles, she wouldn't let Autumn sleep

with him either. "Charles, I have a request, but- I'm too embarrassed to say it."

Charles said seriously, "Don't say it then."

Looking at Charles, Autumn burst into laughter. "Honey, how could you say that? Stop teasing her, "

she said.

She turned to Yvonne and held her hand. She believed that Yvonne felt as uncomfortable as she did.

"My dear sister, you can say whatever you want. This is my home, which means it is yours as well. If

you need anything, let me know."

Yvonne was filled with resentment, but she had to continue to pretend. She looked at Autumn and said

in an innocent tone, "Sis, it's been a long time since we last slept in the same bed as we did when we

were little. So- can you sleep with me here tonight? I'm scared to be alone."

"Did we ever sleep together when we were little? How come I don't remember?" Autumn mercilessly

exposed Yvonne's lie.

"Of course we did." Yvonne wouldn't spare any effort to separate Autumn and Charles. She smiled and

turned to Charles, "Charles, you will agree, right? I haven't seen my sister in a long time. We have a lot

of catching up to do..."

"No, she can't." Charles rejected her request directly. "I'm sorry, I'm used to her being at my side. I'm

afraid I won't be able to sleep if she isn't with me."

Yvonne didn't know how to respond to that. Charles took Autumn's hand and said, "Let's go, Miss Ye

needs her rest."

When they walked out of the back yard, Autumn couldn't repress her laughter anymore and started

laughing hysterically.

"Brother, what's up with Ye?" Chris wondered.

"She's fine." Charles looked at Autumn affectionately. It was the first time he had seen her laugh so

heartily. It seemed Yvonne's existence wasn't completely meaningless after all.

He smiled and said to Chris, "I just told her a joke."

"What joke? Tell it to me too!"

"It's late. Go to sleep." Charles went upstairs with Autumn. Chris was left there alone, where she stood,

gloomily.

Charles had always been a little indifferent to Chris, but his attitude towards her had been getting

worse ever since he had married Autumn, as if she weren't his biological sister. Chris blamed Autumn

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After Autumn and Charles left, Yvonne wanted to leave Lu's residence immediately. She would rather

die than live in such a dump. But on the other hand, it hadn't been easy for her to get there. She

couldn't just leave like that.

She stood by the window. Charles and Autumn's room was lit up. She sneered and thought, sooner or

later she would make Autumn live in the maid room too.

She would avenge herself for the humiliation Autumn had put her through today.

She lay in bed and didn't fall asleep until the wee hours of the morning. When the alarm clock set off,

she got up, grabbed a coat, and went to the front yard. Charles had just come downstairs.

She straightened her silk nightgown and greeted him with a smile, "Charles, wait a minute for me,

please. You're going to work anyway. Can you give me a lift? It's not so convenient to find a cab

here."