The substitute bride is a mute novel Chapter 2

After a restless night, Judy awoke with soreness plaguing her entire body.

The man she had spent the night with was nowhere to be found, leaving behind only the faint trace of his woody musk lingering in the air.

Dragging her weary body to the bathroom for a much-needed shower, Judy then made her way downstairs. There, she was met with a middle-aged woman. Her arms were crossed and a frosty glare fixed upon Judy.

Recognizing her from photos her father had shown her, Judy realized it was Clark's aunt, Sally Hebert.

According to what Judy had heard, Clark had lost his parents at a young age and had been raised single-handedly by Sally. Later, Adam Reid had brought them both back to live in the manor.

Clark had gone on to build his own business empire and had treated Sally like his own mother ever since.

Sally eyed Judy from head to toe as she spoke sharply, "That old fox Matthew Blake didn't keep his word. He knew we wanted Jenna, but he still sent a mute like you over anyway.

"Did he think the Reid family was a dumping ground? I don't know why Clark let you stay, but since you're here now, you'd better know your place. Don't think you've hit the jackpot just because you've married into the family—our family is no fool."

With a dismissive wave, Sally ordered, "Alright, go get breakfast ready now. You should play the role of a dutiful wife now that you're here!"

Despite the Reid manor having plenty of maids and servants, Sally insisted on having the newlywed bride prepare their meals.

Under Sally's piercing stare, Judy lowered her eyes, recognizing the futility of arguing with someone like her. With no power or authority, she knew she couldn't match Sally's influence.

Resigned to her fate, Judy turned and made her way to the kitchen. It was just a meal, after all—nothing worth making a fuss over.

Yet, her acquiescence only seemed to fuel Sally's disdain, reinforcing her belief that Judy was weak.

Sally let out a scoff, her lips pursed in contempt. "Truly embarrassing and shameful!"

Judy paused for a moment before walking away as though nothing had happened.

Not long after, Clark returned home.

Sally beckoned him with a smile to join them for dinner. He turned his head and immediately saw Judy with an apron around her waist, bustling about in the kitchen.

He frowned at the sight.

Sally, noticing his reaction, chuckled. "She insisted on preparing the meal. Maybe she wants us to try her cooking?"

He simply nodded and didn't say anything more.

Judy, raised by her grandmother, was adept at all sorts of household chores and cooking.