Substitute Bride Of The Retarted Billionaire

40 minutes

The driver sleekly drove the car deeper into the city, as if he were driving the car out of the city.

Soon, the car sleekly drove into the Imperial Estate, which was famously known as one of the most expensive estates. The cost of the cheapest mansion in the estate starts from 8-round figures.

Inside Albrecht's mansion compound were thick green trees adorning the right and left sides of the road.

Although the forest looked extremely beautiful from any view, only when one stepped into it would one realize its hoarding of so many dangerous wild animals.

As the car drove down, a tranquil and clear river immediately appeared in view, but through the use of a bridge, the river was bypassed easily.

A bed of flowers soon appeared in view, and the car bypassed after some minutes.

After bypassing different scenes, the car sleekly drove into the mansion’s park before it came to a stop.

“Young Miss Gillian, we are here.” The driver announced to Gillian as soon as the car came to a stop.

“Hm.” Gillian absentmindedly replied and raised her head slightly to gaze out of the car through the window.

Back in the wedding hall, Gillian expected that by the time she'd arrive at the Albrecht mansion, she'd be completely overwhelmed by nervous or anxious emotions.

But currently, she has none of those emotions. Rather, she was filled with worried emotions due to Augustus’ health.

Gillian snapped out of her thoughts, and her worried gaze fell on Augustus, whose eyes were squinted in pleasure due to her hands that kept running through his hair.

If it weren't for his vomiting from earlier, no one would know that Augustus had a bad stomach from earlier, and it made Gillian worried that Augustus might be dealing with a pain that no one was capable of understanding, but he was hiding it.

The driver and bodyguard's secret gaze fell on Gillian's hands before they secretly exchanged a glance.

They both knew that what the young master hated the most was having skin contact with others.

Even after turning into a retard, Young Master's demand never changed. He hardly allowed himself to be touched, and only if one had a death wish would one dare touch his hair.

Yet Gillian was brazenly running her hand through Young Master Augustus's hair while his eyes squinted in pleasure as if he were enjoying it. The bodyguard and driver felt as if their worldview had changed.

Gillian, who was oblivious to the two's thoughts, raised her head and stared at them. “Where's the young master's doctor? Young Master Augustus needs to get his health diagnosed.” She quickly spoke up.

Seeing Augustus' gaze, Gillian didn't know if he was truly fine or if he was using her touch to distract himself from the pain, so she didn't want to waste any more time getting his health diagnosed.

The driver and the bodyguard alighted the car and opened the door close to Augustus respectfully.

The driver took a step forward. “Miss, young Master Augustus' doctor is currently waiting in the young master's room. We'll take the young master in now.” He said respectfully, and his gaze fell on Gillian's hands immediately. His gaze implied that she should withdraw her hand.

Gillian nodded and silently withdrew her hand from Augustus's hair.

Immediately, Augustus' eyes flew wide open, and he directed a fierce, icy glare at the driver and the bodyguard. He had the idea that it was because of the two Gillian stopped stroking his hair.

The driver and the bodyguard immediately trembled due to petrification.

Although Augustus is no longer the cold billionaire genius he was, some behaviors before he became retarded were still instilled in him, and many times he'll unconsciously let them out, frightening everyone.

Upon seeing Augustus' reactions, Gillian couldn't help chuckling, finding it adorable.

Gillian stretched out her hand and patted Augustus's hair twice.

Augustus' cold gaze retracted, and he extended his hand to hold Gillian's hand as if that way, Gillian wouldn't stop patting his hair.

Gillian smiled and patted Augustus' hair once more. She tried to retract her hands, but his iron grip made her unable to do so. She began to coax, “Young master Augustus, you need to get your health diagnosed so this place…” Gillian paused and pointed at Augustus' stomach. “Won’t hurt anymore.” She patiently coaxed.

Augustus’ brows knitted slightly, but he soon nodded, and his grip on Gillian's loosened. “Gillian… Wife will come along?” Although Augustus’ expression was very adorable, his masculine voice was very deep, coupled with his handsome face, couldn't help but send Gillian's heart racing exceptionally fast.

Gillian absentmindedly lowered her head and was about to nod her head…

Augustus' bodyguard took a step forward and bowed slightly. “Young master Augustus, I'm sorry. The miss has to meet with the master, madam, and young mistress, who are currently waiting in the greenhouse. I'm afraid that…”

Before the bodyguard could complete his words, a pair of icy black eyes immediately met his.

The bodyguard quickly lowered his head and shut his lips due to trepidation, thinking that the young master seemed to be exceptionally scary today.

Gillian froze, and her mood plummeted. But in the next minute, she took a deep breath, knowing that this was something she'd have to deal with sooner or later.

However, what made her worried was whether the Albrecht family's behavior would welcome her or not. After all, there's the switching of the bride and the wicked rumors that will be circulating about her on social media currently.

Although Augustus was oblivious to everything and seemed to accept her, she wasn't sure the Albrecht family would have the same feeling. She only hoped that staying in the Albrecht mansion would be better than staying with Arison's family.

Despite the thought running through Gillian's mind, she maintained a calm smile and caressed Augustus' hair gently. “Young master, I'm only leaving your side in the meantime. I'll be back.” She softly coaxed while smiling sincerely.

Augustus knitted his brows immediately and sat up. “You'll comb my hair when you return?” he asked, his brows knitted solemnly.

If Gillian didn't know better, she might think he had completely recovered.

Seeing his solemn expression, she also nodded her head solemnly. “I'll. I Promise.” Gillian raised her pinky finger in the air to make her promise.

Augustus furrowed his brows and also raised his pinky finger in the air. “Promise.” He mumbled and attempted to alight the car.

Suddenly, he paused and turned to Gillian solemnly. “Reward?”

Gillian furrowed her brows in confusion, wondering what he was talking about. “Reward?”

The bodyguard and driver secretly exchanged glances.

Even after turning into a retard, the young master's calculating mind never disappeared.

Seeing Gillian's confusion, the driver good-heartedly explained. “Young master is asking about the reward he'll get for letting you go.”

“Seriously?” Gillian's eyes widened in disbelief, finding the driver's words unbelievable. Isn't Augustus retarded? How could he ask about such things as a reward from her?

Gillian wanted to scoff at the driver's words immediately, but before she could, Augustus clutched her hand and stared at her eagerly, which revealed that the driver wasn't messing around with her.

She knitted her brows and inquired in confusion. “Isn't the young master...”

Before she could complete her sentence, the driver politely interrupted. “Although the young master isn't the genius he was anymore, there are a lot of things that didn't diminish, such as the young master's incredible IQ,” the driver proudly explained.

Upon hearing the driver's explanation, Gillian nodded her head in understanding. It seems the genius IQ of Augustus is still the reason the Albrecht family never fell, even though he had turned into a retard.

Gillian beamed slightly and turned to Augustus. She raised her palms and said, “10 minutes more as a reward, young master Augustus...”

“35 minutes.” Augustus interrupted solemnly, almost making her falter.

35 minutes? He even knows how to haggle. What the hell? Gillian shook her head and solemnly replied. “15 minutes.”

“45 minutes.” He replied again.

“...” Gillian's expression turned grim immediately.

At this rate, if she called another high number, wouldn't he call the same thing? Then what if she called a lower number? Will he do the same thing? She clenched her fist and tried to test her observation. “17 minutes.”

“50 minutes.”

Gillian inhaled a sharp, deep breath and shakily said, “12 minutes.”

“52 minutes.”

“....” The stricken Gillian. She had deducted the number; why wasn't he doing the same thing? Will he keep increasing the reward? Perhaps she should have agreed to his 35 minutes? What the hell?

The thought filled Gillian with gloom. She inhaled sharply and seriously said, “This is the highest I can go, young master Augustus.” She gritted her teeth and finally decided to compromise. “20 minutes at maximum.”

Augustus furrowed his brows and also stared at Gillian solemnly. “This is the minimum I could go for—40 minutes. Anymore, it's 1 hour.” He firmly said in his deep voice.

Upon hearing his statement, Gillian almost faltered.

But in the next minute, she gritted her teeth, thinking that 40 minutes was better than an hour anyway. “Fine, 40 minutes then.” She concurred while thinking that if she knew that this was how it'd end, she would never haggle with such a genius as Augustus. She even had an increase of 5 minutes. Huff. So preposterous!

“Bring the young Master to the doctor.” The sullen Gillian immediately ordered

“...” The driver and the bodyguard, who had been watching the two all along. Even the young master’s retardation can't put a limit on the young master's sharp mind. As expected of the young master. “Yes, young miss,”