Lovely Substitute Bride novel Chapter 52

Tiana took off her jacket that was covering her face and saw Conor squatting in front of her.

She moved her legs slightly.

"I can walk up there myself."

Conor frowned.

Why was this woman so troublesome!

Her feet were already red from the grinding, so why must she continue acting so arrogantly?

"Do you really want to walk back yourself?"

Tiana nodded.

"Yes."

"Yes?"

Conor cut her off angrily. "I'm giving you three seconds, come up! Three, two ..."

Just as he was about to finish counting, Tiana immediately went over.

"It's done..."

His back seemed to be covered with a layer of soft feathers.

Conor's body trembled slightly as he stood up while carrying her on his back with ease.

Just as he had felt earlier, the person on his back was light as a feather, seemingly weightless.

Usually, Tiana would not look short, even her little face had a little baby fat, how could she be so light?

Conor carried her on his back and walked up with light steps.

Tiana waited in shock for a while. She was worried that Conor would feel that she was too heavy to leave her behind.

She held Conor's jacket in her hands, feeling something pressing against her arm.

Taking it out, she saw that it was actually Conor's phone.

It was black, just the same as hers.

Tiana pressed and found that his phone had no battery and shut it down automatically.

No wonder Conor didn't call the driver just now.

Tiana kept his phone and supported his shoulder.

The path up the mountain was extremely long, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. Occasionally, the chirping of cicadas could be heard.

Conor walked step by step, he did not say a word, and even his pant was very weak. It seemed that he did it with ease.

The streetlights stretched their shadows and followed them slowly up the stairs.

The ten-minute drive took half an hour.

Once she saw the door outside, Tiana struggled to get down.

"How about I leave the rest? Put me down. "

"Don't move!"

Conor held her legs tightly and walked in with big strides.

Just as they were about to enter, they were sure to be seen by Tomas.

Tiana held onto his shoulder and struggled.

"I'll go by myself."

Conor frowned.

Pow!

A slap casually landed on Tiana's butt.

"I told you not to move!"

Tiana was more than just not moving; she was completely frozen in place.

Conor's hands were light, it did not hurt at all, but the chain effect made her face turn redgradually.

As long as Conor looked back now, he would find that Tiana's face was as red as an apple.

In a moment, Conor had already walked in.

Tomas was in the living room preparing for the next day's work, and when he saw them, the man in his sixties looked as if he had swallowed several flies.

"Mister..."

He walked over anxiously, worried that something big had happened.

Moreover, Tiana buried her face in her hands and didn't move at all.

Another conjecture even appeared in the old butler's mind.

His mister finally could bear the Kaals' daughter and killed her on his own!

He quickly walked over. As an outstanding butler, he had more than ten ways to dispose of the corpses in his mind!

Conor's footsteps did not stop as he carried Tiana straight up the stairs.

"Send someone to handle the car on the road."

"The mister postponed yesterday's work. He will be back very late today."

Not all the chairmen were as relaxed as Tiana had imagined. Just from the past few days, Conor had worked harder than the majority of people present.

He was able to create an Marris, so the amount of effort he had put in was also tens of times that of others. Of course, what he had obtained was not something anyone else could compare to.

Until eleven in the evening, Conor still had not come back yet.

Tiana still had early morning lessons tomorrow, so she could only stand up. Just as she was about to go upstairs, a car stopped in front of the door, the lights cutting across the long night.

"The mister is back."

A trace of happiness appeared on Tomas's face as he welcomed him.

Tiana followed closely behind.

The moment the car door opened, a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.

With no expression on his face, Conor got out of the car with steady footstep. It seemed that he wasn't drunk.

But Tomas was worried.

"My mister."

Conor's eyes were very clear, his hand avoided the butler's action of coming over to support him, and his gaze stayed on Tiana's face for a while.

"What's the matter?"

Tiana shook her head.

Conor did not speak anymore, and directly walked in.

The steward stood on the spot, worried, and sighed.

Tiana was a little confused.

"Butler, don't worry, Mr. Johnson shouldn't be drunk."

Butler shook his head.

"The mister won't show it when he's drunk."

After saying that, he chased in.

As expected, Conor was already lying on the bed as they walked upstairs.

He fell asleep in his shoes before he took off his clothes.

Tomas stood at the door and looked around. Seeing that there was only Tiana by his side, he said: "Miss MillerKaal, please take care of the mister for a while. I will have someone to prepare some hot water right now."

"Alright."