Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 388

Chapter 388: Mrs. Bigger_Part 2

Rohan had thought that was the last time he would have to handle another human drama, but he wasn’t prepared for what met him in Mrs. Bigger’s home, where he had rushed to reach, not wanting the woman to lose her life before he got his answers, especially after hearing the words that she was on her deathbed.

The house was nestled deep in the local town, hidden within narrow winding paths, and he had to ask around more than once before he was finally directed to a small house, the pile of vegetables still in his hands. He used his elbow to knock at the door a few times before there was movement inside, and the door creaked open.

It was a young brunette woman with two long braided plaits and soft brown eyes who answered. She peeked her head out, looking up at him first, then down at the vegetables in his arms. Her eyes lit up immediately when he asked,

"Is this where Mrs. Bigger lives?"

"Oh, yes, of course. You must be Mr. Towson," she said, stepping aside to pull the door wider as though welcoming him in. "I thought you refused my father’s payment to come here yesterday. It’s good you changed your mind." She mused lightly, gesturing him to enter.

"You shouldn’t have bothered with buying vegetables for my great-grand-aunt. I know father paid you to come bearing gifts for her, but she won’t be able to have anything. Your presence was all she needed at this last moment."

The young girl’s words revealed her mistake, she had taken Rohan for someone else. The man they had truly been expecting had refused to play along when asked to impersonate the dying woman’s son, yet her father had insisted he would try again to change his mind today. The plan had been for this man, Mr. Towson, to come and act like the son Mrs. Bigger believed was still alive, though in truth he had been dead for many years.

And the girl, who had never met this Mr. Towson before but had only heard he was tall and good-looking, believed it was him.

Rohan, slightly confused, stepped into the small house, which was one big single room divided by hanging screens to separate the bed from the kitchen. The girl hurried forward, taking the heavy bags of vegetables from his hands as she continued to speak, her tone now practical, almost instructive. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Papa must have told you that Grand-aunt Bigger has a sickness of memories and gets things mixed up? She’s fallen into one of those sicknesses again, now believing her son is still alive and was serving in the military. For days she has been crying to see him, saying she has something important to tell him before she dies.

"Of course, her son passed away many years ago, in a fire along with her husband, who was related to my pa. She’s never gotten over it, and now it seems worse. She believes that day never happened and insists she must see him. That’s why Pa hired you. Please, be careful about her health, Mr. Towson, we don’t want her upset. She has become more like a baby than a grown woman lately and gets easily distressed."

Rohan, who had been listening in silence, didn’t bother to correct the girl or reveal that he was not the man they expected. Instead, he found himself curious, what exactly did Mrs. Bigger want to tell her son before dying? He knew he would never be allowed near her if they realized he was someone else.

And then there was the detail that caught his sharp mind, she too had lost her family in a fire, just like the Marchants, just like Isabelle... It was another interesting connection, one that made him decide to play along, at least for now, as Mr. Towson.

He still needed to get his answers, and he still needed to return in time to join his wife.

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