My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner

Chapter 1 Replacement of Marriage

In the autumn of 2015, Sylvie Shaw was sitting on the train to H City from the countryside.

When she was nine years old, she was left in the countryside. Today, she was picked up for only one

reason. The Shaw family wanted to marry her into the Orchid Villa.

It was said that the bridegroom in the Orchid Villa was terminally ill. The Shaw family had two

daughters who were not willing to marry him, so they picked her up who had been fostered in the

countryside and let her get married with him.

Sylvie sat on the bunk, holding a book in her hand. The door was suddenly pushed open, the cold wind

was breezing.

Sylvie lifted her eyes and saw a tall straight figure come in.

Then he was in a coma.

Very quickly, a few men in black rushed in, "Boss, no one is here now, let’s kill him."

“There is.”

The scare man looked towards Sylvie. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Sylvie did not expect the man suddenly fell in her carriage would bring her a fatal danger. The scar

man’s eyes were fierce, obviously he wanted to kill her.

Sylvie took a glance at the weapons in their hand, and then begged for mercy in panic, "Don't hurt me, I

didn't see anything."

The scar man walked forward and looked at Sylvie, who was wearing a veil on her face. He could not

see clearly her face but her eyes.

Her eyes were super bright and charming.

The scar man had never seen such a pair of beautiful eyes, at the moment he was captured by the

heart. These days he had not touched a woman, so an evil thought emerged in his heart.

"We won't hurt you, pretty, but you must satisfy us."

Sylvie said, "I don't want to die, I'm so afraid. As long as you don't hurt me, I will serve you well."

The scar man could no longer help but rush up to press Sylvie under his body.

"Boss, you first, we'll kill this man first."

In the vulgar laughter, the scar man put down his weapon, stretched out his hand to pull the buckle of

Sylvie.

But the next moment a hand clasped him.

The scar man raised his head and met her eyes. Now her pupils receded panic and weakness and

were replaced by cold light.

"You!"

The scar man wanted to speak, but Sylvie stabbed a silver needle into the scar man's head.

The scar man directly fainted and fell to the ground with his eyes closed.

"Boss!”

A few men in black were in shock and wanted to come forward. At this time the man fell on the ground

suddenly opened his eyes, took the men in black's weapon.

One by one, the men in black all fell to the ground.

It was lightning fast.

Sylvie sat up. She knew that the man was pretending to be in a coma, and the blood on his body was

someone else's.

Sylvie looked at a man, who was looking at her. He had a pair of extremely deep narrow eyes, like

eagle, which attracted her.

"Young Master, sorry we are late."

His people came to rescue and one man gave a clean handkerchief to him.

The man wiped his hand gracefully, walked to Sylvie, and pinched her jaw.

He narrowed his eyes to look at her said and said in deep and magnetic voice, "What should I do with

you?"

Sylvie was forced to lift her eyes to see him. The man was tall and handsome with strong aura.

He had just wiped his hand, but she could smell the blood.

She had witnessed what she should not have seen.

This man was dangerous.

Sylvie directly knocked down the man's hand and said "Presumptuous, I am the bride who is going to

marry into the Orchid Villa!"

The man raised his eyebrows. Interesting, His bride?

"You come from H City? Then you should know that the daughter of the Shaw family is going to marry

Orchid Villa, and the wedding has caused a stir in the whole city. I am the bride. If something happens

to me, do you think you can escape from trouble? Let me go. I haven't seen anything, I won't say

anything!”

Sylvie’s stepmother, Josie Jenkins only let her take a cheap train, but she held the wedding in a

luxurious manner to win good reputation.

That the daughter of the Shaw family married Orchid Villa was the biggest gossip news in the city.

Sylvie thought that this man did not want to get into trouble.

The man watched her with interest. Today he was purchased by a business rival. And he met this girl

by accident.

She was no more than 20 years old. Although her face was pale and her clothes were untidy, her eyes

were clear and intelligent, shining with bright light.

Crucially, she was his bride.

The man withdrew his eyes and walked away.

Sylvie slowly loosened her tightened fingers.

Then the man looked back. He looked at her and said in intelligible lip language, "I'll see you soon."

...

The wedding was held in Ligong Manor.

In the bride lounge, Daisy Shaw looked at her sister half-sister Sylvie, "Sylvie, your mother died when

you were nine, then you pushed grandpa downstairs, even the fortune-teller said you are a disaster, so

father sent you to the countryside. If not he wants to marry in the Orchid Villa, you will spend your

whole life in the countryside. You have to understand, you're not the daughter of the family but a dog!"

Sylvie sat in front of the dressing table and said, "Who is this dog calling?"

Daisy was akimbo, "The dog is calling you!"

Sylvie curled her lips, "I know, so you don't have to call again."

Daisy looked at Sylvie angrily. Sylvie had been wearing a veil, but revealing her beautiful eyes.

Daisy was jealous and had the eager to dig her eyes out. How could a yokel from the countryside be a

beauty!

"Sylvie, it is the time, let’s go!" Martin Shaw and Josie came in with a group of guests.