Compelled To Be A Substitute Bride

Debora had to resign from her job because she had to marry her brother-in-law, replacing her late sister's position. The twenty-one-year-old girl was forced to become a young mother to her two-month-old nephew.

And now, Debora has officially become her brother-in-law's wife. Debora has just finished her wedding. The wedding was desired by all family members, the groom's side, and her family.

Her body was so tired, following her wedding party all day, from the ceremony held at ten in the morning to the reception that took place after the ceremony until the evening. The many invited guests at the party made Debora's legs so tired.

Debora just nodded along, following the arrangements made by the groom's and bride's sides.

Now, she is here, in the bridal suite, in her brother-in-law's super big and luxurious mansion, the Victor Stephanus Mansion.

Debora tossed her tired body onto the bed, then gazed at the ceiling of the room, lost in thought. For a few seconds, she stayed like that, then Debora lifted her hand and looked at her ring finger, which now had a very expensive diamond ring on it.

She still remembered how firm her brother-in-law's hand was when he put the ring on her finger. Her brother-in-law was still mourning, but both families had discussed his widowhood.

They didn't want their grandchild to have a stepmother they didn't know. Ultimately, Debora's mother suggested that Debora be the one to be the mother of their grandchild.

Both families strongly agreed with Debora's mother's proposal. Debora was then called from the neighboring city because she was an independent woman. She had always preferred to be distant from her parents.

Since graduating from college, she had been living in that small town. Debora remembered the first time she met her brother-in-law was when he married her sister-in-law.

After that, she returned to the small town that was her home. Debora was a reserved girl, she preferred to solve any problems she faced on her own.

Debora is different from her sister; she is not a crybaby girl and has a strong physique compared to her sister who has a weak physique.

While in university, many young men were attracted to Debora, both in her university environment and her workplace.

However, none managed to tempt Debora. The men were forced to have their hearts broken as Debora did not respond to any of them.

Slowly, Debora lowered her raised hand, placing it back on the bed.

The clock on the nightstand already showed nine in the evening, and Debora was too lazy to take off her wedding dress.

The dress was so heavy, a luxurious wedding dress with a long train, a design by a famous wedding dress designer from a renowned boutique in their city.

Debora closed her eyes, so tired that even getting up seemed like a chore.

Still lying down, Debora's eyes slowly closed due to fatigue making her very sleepy.

In a matter of seconds, Debora fell asleep, and a soft snoring sound could be heard from her throat.

Debora no longer heard anything around her; five minutes passed, and Debora entered the dream world.

Ten minutes passed after Debora fell asleep, already deep in her dreams.

The bedroom door opened, and a man still wearing a groom's suit entered the room.

The man suddenly stopped in his tracks, looking at the bridal bed.

A figure of a woman still in her wedding dress, soundly asleep on the bed, lying casually on her back.

For a few seconds, the man stood still, looking at the girl peacefully sleeping in bed.

The soft sound of snoring could be heard coming from her throat.

The man then turned around, opened the bedroom door, and walked out of the room.

The next day.

Debora stretched her tired body and reflexively rose from lying down.

She realized she had fallen asleep due to extreme fatigue and exhaustion.

Debora saw her wedding dress still clinging to her body; she hadn't changed clothes since the night before.

"Oh my!" she muttered, surprised to see herself still in the wedding dress.

She slowly got off the bed, and then suddenly she was shocked to see three women dressed as maids standing not far from the bed.

"W-who are you? Why are you in my room?" she replied, eyes wide with surprise.

"Good morning, Madam, we want to help you freshen up!" one of the maids said.

"We were told by the Master to attend to you!" said another maid.

"Please, Madam, let us help you undress," said another.

"No need, I can do it myself!" Debora rejected the help of her brother-in-law's maids.

"Sorry, Madam, we are specially assigned to take care of you; we can't leave your room until we finish attending to you!" said one of the maids.

Debora sighed; it seemed she couldn't ignore her brother-in-law's orders.

"Alright, let's go. Help me then!" said Debora finally giving in.

Debora remained silent as the maids went about their tasks.

After her wedding dress was removed, Debora then entered the bathroom to freshen up.

It turned out that the bathtub in the bathroom was already filled with warm water.

Debora didn't need to bother filling the bathtub anymore; she entered and bathed in the warm water.

"Is the water not too hot, Madam?" a maid asked from the bathroom door.

"Yes, it's fine, the temperature is just right!" Debora replied.

"Alright, Madam, we have cleaned your room; we'll excuse ourselves now!" the maid said again.

"Yes!" answered Debora.

After that, Debora didn't hear any more noises from the bedroom.

Debora didn't want to bathe for too long; she wanted to see her nephew, who now was like her own son.

Debora's sister, Riska, had given birth to a cute son, and Debora had already seen the baby.

From now on, her task was to be a young, inexperienced mother.

Hope she can be the mother that her nephew wants, and will take care of the baby until he grows up.

Debora took a long breath; she had never imagined becoming a mother so soon.

Until now, she had been focused on working; although her salary wasn't very high, she loved her job.

She could live independently without relying on her parents and without depending on their wealth.

Since she was young, Debora had not received much attention from her parents because she had a strong and healthy body.

All the attention of her parents was focused on her older sister, Riska.

From a young age, Riska often fell ill, so their parents had to pay extra attention to her.

Riska eventually became a very special girl in their family.

Debora, who often felt lonely, didn't really pay attention to her parents' excessive focus on her sister.

Debora decided to solve any problems she faced on her own and would never ask for help from her parents.

To allow their parents to focus more on taking care of her sister, Debora decided to move to a small town to study and attend university there.

Eventually, Debora parted ways with her parents at the age of thirteen.

She lived in a school dormitory, and after going to university, Debora rented a small apartment with the income from her part-time job.

After Debora finished bathing and dressing, she went to her brother-in-law's baby's room.

Debora was going to check on the condition of the baby boy; she hadn't had the chance to see him last night.

Debora slowly opened the door to Arthur Stephanus's room, her nephew who had now become her son.

Debora walked over to the crib, in the middle of the room.

Her lips curved into a smile as she looked at Arthur still sleeping.

"The young master has just finished his milk, Madam!" Arthur's nanny responded, entering the room of Debora's nephew.

Debora caressed Arthur's cheek gently with her index finger.

"Thank you for taking care of him....!" Debora didn't continue her sentence as she didn't know her nephew's nanny's name.

"Nita, just call me Nita, Madam!" the nanny of her nephew replied.

"Thank you, Nita, for taking care of my son!" Debora said.

"It's my duty, Madam, you don't need to thank me," Nita replied with a smile.

After seeing Arthur, Debora left her nephew's room.

In the dining room, her brother-in-law was already seated, enjoying his breakfast.

"Good morning, dear!" Debora greeted her brother-in-law, who was now her husband.

The man remained silent without responding to Debora's greeting; he continued to eat his breakfast.

Debora pulled a chair at the end of the table, and a female servant came to serve her.

The servant placed Debora's breakfast in front of her.

"Thank you!" Debora said.

The servant remained silent, not responding to Debora's thank-you.

Debora didn't pay any mind to the servant's attitude of not acknowledging her gratitude.

She then proceeded to eat her breakfast, savoring the peculiar taste on her tongue.

It seemed the breakfast she was given had no salt or seasoning.

Debora raised her head, looking at her brother-in-law's servant, who stood not far from her brother-in-law, Victor.

Debora was about to speak, wanting to ask the servant a question, but she decided against it.

If she asked about the bland food, Victor might have a different impression of her.

Considering herself too talkative and demanding, especially since they weren't very close yet.

They were married not out of liking each other, Victor might now think of her as a troublesome woman, solely because of the issue of the unsavory breakfast.

Debora continued to eat her breakfast without complaining.

Debora saw her brother-in-law push his chair back; he seemed to have finished his meal.

The man left the dining room without saying a word to Debora.

"Have you finished your breakfast, Madam?" asked the servant who had served her breakfast, with a slightly harsh and sharp tone.

Debora furrowed her brow, hearing the servant's tone towards her.

There was a sense of unease in Debora's heart as she looked at the female servant.

She felt the servant was being rude to her and seemed to be signaling hostility towards her.

Debora looked at the servant and stared at her sharply.

"You are being rude to me! Can't you see that I haven't even gotten up from my seat yet?" Debora retorted, glaring at the servant.

"I'm sorry, Madam, if I overstepped!" the servant replied, slightly bowing her head apologetically.

"You indeed overstepped! Did you also behave like this towards my late sister when she was alive?" Debora asked sharply.

"No, Madam!" the servant answered, lowering her face.

"Just now, you seemed as if you wanted to drive me away!" Debora retorted sharply.

"No, Madam, I apologize!" the servant said, frozen in place.

Debora pushed away her clean plate; she reluctantly finished her unpleasant breakfast.

Debora had not expected to encounter an unpleasant servant of her brother-in-law in the mansion.