Wedding Night: I Became the Female Supporting Character and Married the Villain!-Chapter 166 - : Cure

Chapter 166: Cure

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“What happened to Lu Zhao?” Luo Ying asked.

“After Mr. Lu returned to the country, he received a call from Old Master Lu. By the end of the conversation, he turned out like this,” Wen Du said.

Old Master Lu. Luo Ying lowered her eyes and pondered. There were very few scenes depicting Old Master Lu in the original novel, but she knew that Old Master Lu did not like the original Luo Ying.

When the original Luo Ying died, Old Master Lu only muttered some lines about how she deserved it.

Lu Zhao’s condition was also inextricably related to Old Master Lu.

“He must have said something to Lu Zhao,” Luo Ying said.

Sirius laughed scornfully. “Luo Ying, what right do you have to say such things?”

He sized Luo Ying up. “You had a vacation overseas while Lu Zhao suffered alone here. Now, you return here, acting like you’re some sort of saintess?”

“I know you’re a good actress, but I hope you can bear the pain my friend has suffered.” Sirius’ words were cold.

Luo Ying could not understand why Sirius would be so hostile toward her.

“Alright, Sirius, leave Ms. Lu alone.” Wen Yu interrupted Chi Yu.

“Ms. Luo, Mr. Lu’s emotions are very unstable now. I hope you don’t go in just yet,” Wen Yu said.

Whenever Lu Zhao went crazy, the surrounding people would not dare to approach him. They risked injury if they got too close to the fire.

Previously, whenever his illness acted up, Wen Du and Sirius were able to care for him. This time, Lu Zhao seemed adamant on keeping everyone else away from him.

She had wanted to go in and talk to him a few days ago, but she was chased out.

“So, what did Old Master Lu and Lu Zhao say?” Luo Ying frowned and asked her.

“I don’t know what they said, but it must be related to you,” Sirius replied.

Old Master Lu had never approved of Lu Zhao and Luo Ying’s marriage. He had even threatened Lu Zhao about it before.

This time, Old Master Lu probably lost his temper because Lu Zhao had announced his relationship with Luo Ying online.

He might have said something to trigger Lu Zhao’s condition.

It might have even involved Lu Zhao’s mother.

“Luo Ying, I hope that you take a closer look at the definition of what a wife is.

A wife should be helping her husband, supporting him, and taking care of him. Yet, here I see you treating him like some toy.” Sirius’ eyes narrowed in suspicion.

He had long convinced himself that Luo Ying had changed her mind because she saw the value in Lu Zhao.

Lu Zhao was rich and loved her. If she wanted the stars in the sky, he could pluck them for her.

Being together with Lu Zhao was not a bad thing for Luo Ying.

“If you are using Lu Zhao, I’ll come for your throat, ” Sirius said.

Luo Ying was confused.

She had rushed back from her vacation to see Lu Zhao. She did not come here to argue with Sirius about such nonsense.

She looked at Wen Yu. “If none of you can enter, let me try.”

She gently placed her hand on the door handle. The door was unlocked, and she easily pushed it open.

It was dark inside. The light from the corridor fell to the floor, and the glass fragments on the floor glittered in the light. At the opposite end of the glass fragments, Lu Zhao was sleeping soundly.

Luo Ying closed the door and sat by Lu Zhao’s bed in the dark.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by the man, and then her entire body fell into a scorching hot arm.

“Lu Zhao, Lu Zhao, are you awake?”

Lu Zhao didn’t kiss the back of her neck like he usually did. Instead, he obediently pulled her into his arms and said softly in his sleep, “Please don’t leave. Don’t leave me behind.”

His voice was laced with tears and sounded very fragile.

Luo Ying’s heart was torn apart by Lu Zhao’s words.

In the original novel, Lu Zhao’s mother had left Lu Zhao a long time ago, and Lu Zhao had been searching for her all this time.

She wondered if Old Master Lu had a part to play in his mother’s disappearance.

Luo Ying turned around in Lu Zhao’s arms and reached out to press the man’s head into her arms. She reached out and gently stroked his hair.

Lu Zhao’s hair was surprisingly soft. It did not match his personality.

“Sleep, sleep. I won’t leave you. You have to get better quickly, Lu Zhao,” Luo Ying said softly..