Pampered by My Secret Husband

The relationship between Lucifer and Miss Cecilia Branford is so good that it’s enviable.

Lucifer exists much like a knight, and a noble knight at that.

God knows how much she envied Cecilia Branford, but now all of this belongs to her.

Her fiance, her knight, they all belong to her. She is the final winner.

Lucifer sneered, his deep blue eyes sharp as if they could pierce the human heart. He reprimanded coldly, ”Cecilia Branford, even being willful has its limits. That’s my friend, are you going to stop her?!”

The imposter didn’t expect to be admonished by Lucifer. Her brain was somewhat blank, unable to recover for a while.

”Enough, I’ll have someone take you home. You’ve been too willful recently, think about yourself carefully.”

With those words, Lucifer strode away.

”Lucifer!” The imposter couldn’t believe it, Lucifer actually shouted at her.

She reached out, grabbed his arm, ”Apologize to me!”

Lucifer stopped in his tracks, the corner of his mouth curled up with a bloodthirsty smile. Apologize?

Does she even deserve it?

”Let go.”

”I won’t!” The imposter was certain that Lucifer was just in a bad mood for a while; no matter what, he wouldn’t be mad at Cecilia Branford.

Shouting at her just now was already the limit, he couldn’t possibly do anything more excessive.

Lucifer turned, raised his arm, and swung it down forcefully.

Clap!

A crisp slap sounded, stunning everyone present.

The imposter’s body, like autumn leaves, was knocked to the ground by the force and urgency of the slap.

Her ears buzzed, and her cheek stung painfully.

The bodyguards were the first to react; they immediately stepped forward to help the imposter who was embarrassingly fallen on the ground. ”Miss Cecilia Branford, are you okay?”

The imposter’s eyes were filled with tears, grinding her teeth so hard they rattled, ”Lucifer, you actually dared to hit me?”

Lucifer pointed at the tip of her nose, his face cold, ”Cecilia Branford, it’s time to wake up. Think about yourself: willful, spoiled, overbearing, vain... What strengths do you even have left? If you continue to be so willful and disrespectful, I will be utterly disappointed in you.”

The imposter was stunned by the slap, clenching her teeth, she stood up with the help of the bodyguard, ”Lucifer, you dare to hit me!”

Lucifer sneered, ”Cecilia Branford, it’s not the first time I’ve hit you, so are you really that surprised? Oh, I forgot, you lost your memory. Previously, out of consideration for your memory loss, I was endlessly tolerant with you. Unexpectedly, you still can’t change your wicked nature. Let me tell you, Cecilia Branford, your Daddy and Mommy aren’t here anymore, and no one is here to discipline you, so I’ll do it on their behalf. In the future, restrain yourself, and don’t let me see this unchanged wicked disposition.”

Leaving those words behind, Lucifer got into the car with Leo and the guards and left.

The imposter’s brain went blank, what was Lucifer just talking about?

It’s not the first time he’s hit Cecilia Branford?

So... the unbreakable relationship between them is just a facade maintained in front of outsiders?

Thinking of this, the imposter began to laugh, her laughter arrogant and joyous.

Cecilia Branford, you never expected your previous life to be so repressed.

So-called God’s favored child, it’s nothing but a mere illusion seen by others; driven by her vanity to maintain this facade in front of outsiders.

Leo glanced at the imposter in the rearview mirror, she seemed to be laughing.

”Your Highness, were you intentionally saying those things just now?”