Hearing Charles Clark say this, the second young lady actually calmed down. If everyone in the household rushed in and saw them like this, how could she face anyone? She immediately put on a pitiful expression and said, “Good scholar, good xiucai, don’t be so fierce with me, okay? Let me go, and I’ll let you go right away.”

Charles Clark, having seen her act capricious and vicious before, naturally wasn’t fooled. He said, “No, I don’t believe you.”

Sure enough, the second young lady immediately switched to a fierce look and said, “If you don’t let go, I’ll tear you to pieces.”

Charles Clark lowered his head, his lips almost touching the second young lady’s crystal-clear cheek. She was so frightened that her ferocity vanished instantly. She closed her eyes and wrinkled her nose, saying, “Fine, fine, I won’t tear you to pieces.”

At this point, Charles Clark was also in a dilemma. If he let her go, he might suffer later; but if he didn’t, that wasn’t a solution either. Although the warm body beneath him was quite tempting, Charles Clark didn’t consider himself a moral paragon, but he wasn’t a villain either. Seeing the second young lady beg for mercy, he loosened his grip a bit, moved his face away from hers, and asked, “What’s your name?”

Tears welled up in the second young lady’s eyes. Biting her lip, she said, “Yvonne Foster.”

Charles Clark asked again, “Why did you tie me up and want to marry your sister to me?”

At this, Yvonne Foster became obedient, knowing that being stubborn would only make Charles Clark act even more outrageously. The look she gave Charles Clark was filled with both hatred and fear. Only now did she realize that this sour scholar was not so easy to bully. She said pitifully, “My sister fell ill with a strange disease. We invited a fangshi to take a look, and he said she needed to find a husband to ward off the bad luck. My sister loves to read, and only a learned and reasonable man would suit her. But since she got sick, her face is ruined, and no scholar with a title would be willing to marry her. Later, my father sent people everywhere to inquire, and finally discovered… you are the most suitable.”

Charles Clark was speechless. Superstitions really do ruin people’s lives. Who knows which fangshi spouted such nonsense? Otherwise, how would he have ended up in so many bizarre situations? In his previous life, he was a doctor, and doctors are supposed to be compassionate. Hearing about a strange illness, he was momentarily stunned and thought, “This little girl hit me, and I’ve bullied her enough. I might as well stay and see what’s wrong with her sister. If I can cure her, I should; if not, at least I can offer some comfort.”

Yvonne Foster saw his shifting expression and cried, “You hurt my wrist.”

Charles Clark snapped back to reality and said sternly, “If I let you go, you can’t take revenge.”

Yvonne Foster nodded like a pecking chick.

But Charles Clark added, “No, women and petty men are hard to raise; your words can’t be trusted. Just in case…” Charles Clark leaned down and gave a hard suck just below Yvonne Foster’s earlobe. Yvonne Foster immediately shouted, “You’re crazy! You scoundrel!”

When his lips touched her smooth skin, the scent of the young woman filled his nose, and a fire seemed to ignite inside Charles Clark. But he quickly calmed himself, suppressed his restlessness, and looked up to see a faint hickey under Yvonne Foster’s ear. He said, “This is evidence. If you dare take revenge, I’ll call everyone to watch. You know I’m a scholar—when it comes to fighting, I may not be strong, but when it comes to talking, no one in your whole household is my match. If I say a few things to ruin your reputation, and others see this mark, you won’t be able to clear your name no matter what.”

After this warning, Charles Clark reluctantly got up from Yvonne Foster’s delicate body. Yvonne Foster hurriedly scrambled up, looking around nervously, afraid someone might see something amiss. She brushed the dust off her dress and glared, “You’ve defiled me! I’ll tear you to pieces!”

Charles Clark said with a smile, “Just now you said you cared about your sister, and now you want to murder your brother-in-law. How does that make sense?”

Yvonne Foster was stunned, her teary eyes filled with confusion. Then she exclaimed in shock, “You agreed to this marriage?”

Charles Clark smiled without answering, which was as good as admitting it. At this moment, Charles Clark felt a sourness all over. When someone held a knife to his neck, he refused in every way, but when someone pleaded softly, he volunteered instead. Truly, a scholar’s mind is even harder to fathom than a young girl’s.

Yvonne Foster was happy at first, then became despondent. “You first defiled me, and now you’re going to defile my sister… I… I…”

Charles Clark was dumbfounded. He thought: Even if, in the worst case, I really did defile both sisters, it was you who tied me up and brought me here!

Chapter 003: The Wedding Night

Yvonne Foster left, leaving a faint fragrance in the room. Charles Clark decided that since he was here, he might as well make the best of it and see what tricks the Wen family was up to.

The morning light streamed in. After a good night’s sleep, Charles Clark woke up feeling refreshed. At this moment, two young maids entered Charles Clark’s bedroom. Seeing Charles Clark, they kept glancing at him and giggling.

Charles Clark didn’t have much affection for the Wen family, so he didn’t show the maids a pleasant face either. Now that he couldn’t leave, and with a bit of curiosity in his heart, Charles Clark couldn’t help but want to see what the eldest young lady looked like.