Tame Me My Brother -in-Law

53. GOING H CELINE’s POV “You're Celine, right?” a curious person from the crowd started to ask Brylee.

e. “Your father and your sister are so nice to you... It hasn't been long since he brought you hto their house but you're already wearing designer clothes. You're indeed a daughter of a rich family...” the jealous girl thinned her lips with envy.

Brylee ignored her and walked towards us with her eyes only focused on Sebastian.

But Sebastian just stood there, his face as cold as ever.

“Why is she always staring at her sister's boyfriend?” someone muttered, and Brylee narrowed her eyes at her, having the woman's gaze fixed on the ground.

“I know that look...” the girl who | bumped into earlier stated. “That's the look of a woman who wants to steal someone. It means she wants to take her sister's boyfriend away from her...” Although those gossiping voices were not loud, they still clearly entered my ears, and probably Brylee’s and the man beside me.

| shook my head helplessly. Why is this happening again? “Why are you here?” Sebastian asked Brylee coldly. She visitedearlier and went hafter Sebastian ordered her to. “Didn't the driver send you home?” Brylee bit her lip and glared at me. Her eyes turned a little red.

“I saw you on the television...” “Miss Brylee... why is your sister here? Is it true that she’s planning to murderous gaze towards the poor reporter.

If she happened to see us on the television, then she knew how | acted to pretend as her. She saw what | had done. So, she hatesright now...

“Brylee...” to my surprise, she calledby her name. “Are you feeling better now? Dad was so worried about you, so he askedto pick you up...” She stepped closer and grabbed my hand, squeezing it so tightly that | almost winced. She was all smiled as she looked atin the eyes.

| didn’t say anything as | had guessed the reason why she would keep her anger on a leash.

Presumably, Brylee was right. Juordered her to pickup as soon as they saw the live news on the television.

“Okay, thank you, Celine...” | smiled fakely. “I'll just pack my things and then we'll leave.” Since Brylee had taken the lead and offered her way back to the room, | naturally followed suit but we abruptly stopped when two bodyguards in a black suit cover, and everyone got out of the way, followed by a pair of expensive high heels clicking on the tiled floor loudly.

Everyone immediately took a deep breath when a sophisticated woman stood in front of us, wearing an elegant long black formal dress. My eyes widened when | realized who she was.

Mrs. Olivia Anderson, Sebastian's mother...

“Mom, thank G od you're here...” Sebastian met his mother and held her hand to guide her towards us.

| bit my lip in nervousness seeing Mrs. Anderson's face. Her aura was Tace as she talked to her son, then her eyes darted at me. And | prepared myself to receive a mean remark from her.

“Mrs. Anderson, I...” Brylee suddenly stepped forward to give her a hug but the elegant woman eyed her up and down, checking the brand of her clothes.

“Clothes don’t change someone's attitude...” she scoffed. “Rather than changing your style, it’s better to change your inside...” Hearing this, Brylee’s pupils dilated. “But Mrs. Anderson, I'm...” “Mrs. Anderson, are you here to see your soon-to-be daughter-in-law?” the reporter interrupted Brylee, which made her rage get stronger while | just stood there nervously.

“Yes...” the old woman responded and turned to look at me. And to my surprise, she approachedwith her wide arms open with a smile plastered on her lips. “Brylee...

| didn’t know how to answer her. | just returned the gesture and hugged her as well.

“How are you feeling?” she asked as she pulled away, her hands still holding mine. I turned to Sebastian and he was smiling mysteriously as he watched us.

“I... I'm feeling better,” | smiled nervously, trying to pull my hands back from her hold, but she didn’t let me.

“The doctor said, I'll be discharged today...” “That's good news!” she beamed. If you want, you can stay in the house for a moment while waiting for the wedding...” “What?” | looked at her in shock. | can’t go hwith them. What if she finds out that I'm not Brylee? “Oh... no need,” | said, my voice shaking. “Celine is actually here to 3/5 +25 BONUS pickup...” Seeing that was her cue, Brylee stepped forward and started talking with a smile. “Yeah... Dad orderedto pick her up so, you don’t have to worry about her anymore.” Mrs. Anderson glared at her. “I didn’t tell you to interrupt my conversation with Brylee.” Hearing what Mrs. Anderson said, Brylee moved back and didn’t dare to refute.

“C'mon, Brylee...” Mrs. Anderson continued to have a conversation with me. “I know your father won't have anything to say when he finds out that you went hwithto my house...” Oh my G od! What should | do now? | turned to Sebastian, my eyes pleading for help.

“Mom is right!” he answered, his eyes dancing in amusement as he spoke and | stared at him in shock when | heard his next words. “You should chwith us...

And that made Brylee equally stunned as well, her face baffled. Sh must be wondering why Sebastian was invitingto his house, not her.

| couldn’t do anything when Mrs. Anderson pulledby the hand and we started walking towards the exit of the hospital. A bodyguard opened the door of the car and assisted us in hopping inside.

“Seb!” Brylee’s voice boomed and she started running after us.

Sebastian made a halt and turned to look at her. She hurried forward and looked at the gossipy crowd staring at her, and then looked at Mrs. Anderson who was already sitting comfortably inside the car next to me.

“Can | say a word to you?” she whispered to Sebastian, and the latter +25 BONUS nodded.

“What is it?” “I... 1 am the real Brylee...” her voice sounded very aggrieved.

“Of course... | know that!” Sebastian said, chuckling.

“But why did you... | mean, why Celine not me?” “Since the lie has begun, you must continue acting tonight, Brylee...” he whispered back. “Otherwise, do you think that mom will forgive you if she realized that we've created such a mess?” His statement stunned Brylee. She might've known that Mrs.

Anderson hated lying and deception and thinking about that made my palms sweat with nervousness.

“Don’t worry...” Sebastian ruffled her hair. “I won't do anything to your sister. I'll send her back tomorrow morning...” “S-sure...” Brylee cried out, her voice trembled as she spoke.

“Don’t cry, Brylee...” he said. “Go hand take a rest. I'll see you tomorrow morning.” with that said, he turned around and left Brylee wiping away her tears.

CHASTITY