After Prison I Rushed into Marriage with a Comatose Tycoon-Chapter 2: The Vegetative Husband Opened His Eyes

Chapter 2: Chapter 2: The Vegetative Husband Opened His Eyes

A roar filled Mrs. Lockwood’s head. She lunged forward, calling her son’s name in a sorrowful and terrified voice, "Shane! Wake up! Please, wake up!"

Master Lockwood, who was waiting at the door with a group of people, immediately pushed the door open upon hearing the commotion. He walked in to see Shane Lockwood looking deathly pale, his breath as faint as a thread.

The hand gripping his cane trembled. "What in the world is going on?"

"I was worried, so I came in to check on him. Who would have thought I’d see this woman stabbing Shane with a needle? And then Shane started coughing up blood!"

Mrs. Lockwood began to cry as she spoke. "My poor Shane! He’s already so ill, and now he has to suffer this kind of torture. It’s tearing my heart out!"

Master Lockwood looked up at Eliza Sutton, a murderous glint in his old eyes. "Eliza Sutton. Explain yourself."

"I wasn’t abusing Shane Lockwood. This is just a misunderstanding."

Mrs. Lockwood was furious. "I saw it with my own eyes! How can it be a misunderstanding? Dad, the Sutton Family sent this vicious woman to murder Shane! We must make the Sutton Family pay the price! Butler Lockwood, seize this woman at once!"

Master Lockwood didn’t stop her. As he looked at Eliza Sutton, his eyes were filled with nothing but malice.

Just then, the doctor suddenly cried out in excitement, "He coughed up blood! That’s a good thing! It’s a very good thing! The young master is alive!"

Master Lockwood couldn’t care about anything else. He immediately walked over and asked, "Doctor, are you saying Shane is all right? Has he recovered?"

The doctor shook his head. "We can only say that the young master’s condition has stabilized for now. He has passed through this immediate danger."

"Good, good, good."

Master Lockwood was overjoyed. This was the best news he had heard since Shane Lockwood had fallen ill.

The doctor approached and asked very politely, "Miss Sutton, may I ask which of the young master’s acupoints you needled to cause this improvement?"

Mrs. Lockwood couldn’t help but sneer, "Her? A criminal? How could she possibly know acupuncture?"

Eliza Sutton’s expression didn’t change. She said calmly, "I don’t actually know acupuncture. I just happen to own a set of silver needles."

Eliza Sutton said calmly, "I just saw that a button on the young master’s shirt was a little loose and wanted to sew it back on for him. I didn’t expect Mrs. Lockwood to misunderstand. The fact that he’s improving now is probably due to your excellent medical skills, doctor. Or perhaps the young master is just blessed with good fortune."

Considering her background, the doctor didn’t doubt her words.

He sighed. "It seems that to truly cure the young master, we’ll have to find Master Quillon Croft."

Master Quillon Croft not only came from the esteemed Croft family of healers but was also a master of traditional medicine himself. His acupuncture skills were said to be sublime.

As the saying goes, "If the King of Hell decrees you die at the third watch, he dares to keep you until the fifth." That was the kind of man Quillon Croft was.

A flicker of light passed through Eliza Sutton’s eyes, but no one noticed.

Master Lockwood was very pleased with Eliza Sutton. It seemed she truly was Shane’s lucky star. Otherwise, why would his condition improve the moment she arrived?

He looked at Eliza Sutton, his expression gentler than ever. "Eliza, thank you for your hard work taking care of Shane. If you need anything, just tell the servants."

"Yes, Master Lockwood."

"Still calling me Master Lockwood?"

Eliza Sutton paused for a moment before smoothly correcting herself, "Grandfather."

Master Lockwood nodded kindly. "I’ve already had someone process the marriage certificate, so you don’t need to worry. You and Shane should get some rest."

After Master Lockwood left with his entourage, Eliza Sutton sat back down by the bed and took Shane Lockwood’s pulse.

His pulse was much more stable than before. At the very least, he wouldn’t just die at any moment. But this was only enough to keep him alive; he was still a long way from recovery.

Eliza Sutton hadn’t eaten all day and was starving. She decided to go downstairs to find something to eat. But as soon as she pulled open the door, she saw a young man standing in the doorway, about to enter.

"Who are you?"

Eliza Sutton replied, "I’m Eliza Sutton."

"So you’re the good-luck bride sent over by the Sutton Family."

Fabian Lockwood sized up the woman before him.

Even in her ill-fitting clothes, her graceful figure was undeniable. Her skin was fair, like the finest white jade, and her pretty face, even without a trace of makeup, was still breathtakingly beautiful.

A look of stunned admiration flashed in his eyes, and his heart began to stir. "Sister-in-law, aren’t you going to invite me in?"

"It’s not convenient. If you have something to say, say it here."

"You’ve seen it yourself. My cousin doesn’t have many days left. You were married into the family for good luck, so once he’s dead, your fate won’t be a pleasant one. You’re so young and beautiful, you should start planning for your future."

"What kind of plans?" Eliza Sutton lowered her gaze, her tone calm and unreadable.

To Fabian Lockwood’s ears, it sounded like she was afraid.

Fabian Lockwood’s gaze grew more explicit, and his words became blunt. "The Lockwood family fortune has always been passed down to the eldest direct heir. Once Shane Lockwood is dead, I’ll be the head of this household. If you’re smart and end my cousin’s suffering a little sooner, I definitely won’t treat you poorly. You’re a woman, and every woman needs a man’s affection."

Fabian Lockwood reached out to touch Eliza Sutton’s shoulder, but just as he did, his wrist was suddenly seized.

A powerful force followed, and in a dizzying spin, he was slammed hard onto the ground.

Fabian Lockwood was thrown so hard it felt like his organs had shifted. His face twisted in agony, and he roared, "Eliza Sutton, how dare you lay a hand on me! I’m going to have Grandfather throw you, you venomous woman, out of the Lockwood family!"

Eliza Sutton was completely unfazed. "Fine," she said lightly. "Go get Grandfather. Let’s see if he throws me out, or if he throws out the second young master who plots to murder his own cousin and harasses his sister-in-law."

Fabian Lockwood sneered, "You think Grandfather will believe your attempts to sow discord?"

"Whether he believes me or not isn’t important. What’s important is that I have a recording." As she spoke, Eliza Sutton pulled out a phone.

Fabian Lockwood’s expression changed drastically. He forced a smile and said, "A misunderstanding. This is all a misunderstanding. I was just saying that on purpose to test your loyalty to my cousin. You did very well, Sister-in-law. You passed the test. Haha... It’s getting late. You and my cousin should get some rest."

With that, Fabian Lockwood scurried away in defeat.

Eliza Sutton shut the door, her face devoid of expression. After that commotion, she had lost all interest in going downstairs to eat. She just ate some of the fruit in the room to fill her stomach.

After such an exhausting day, Eliza Sutton felt tired and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Even though she had been married into the family in a hurry, the Lockwood family’s servants had still prepared a change of clothes for her.

Once in the bathroom, Eliza Sutton took out a photo of her children, kissing it preciously as the corners of her eyes grew moist against her will.

’My babies, Mommy will bring you home soon.’

After coming out of the bathroom, Eliza Sutton lifted the covers and got into bed.

Sharing a bed with a strange man she had only just met made Eliza Sutton a little nervous. She turned to look at Shane Lockwood’s incomparably handsome face and suddenly felt a surge of sympathy for him.

’Afflicted with a strange poison, not long for this world, and with a cousin secretly plotting for his inheritance and even trying to hit on me, his good-luck bride.’

’When you put it like that, his situation sounds even more miserable than mine.’

Eliza Sutton couldn’t help but chuckle. "I guess that makes us a pair of ill-fated spouses."

Shane Lockwood was truly handsome. Even in a coma, his flawless features were incredibly alluring.

Eliza Sutton’s fingertips traced over his handsome face, and she couldn’t resist giving his cheek a little pinch.

’So soft, so smooth, and so supple.’

’Now I’m a woman who’s teased Shane Lockwood himself. If those old geezers back home found out, they’d surely praise me for finally having some nerve.’

Content, Eliza Sutton prepared to sleep, but her wrist was suddenly seized, and she was yanked forward with immense force.

"Ah!"

Eliza Sutton let out a startled cry. She looked up just in time to see the man lying on the bed slowly open his eyes.