My Husband Is a Million Years Old Vampire-Chapter 17

Upon hearing Bernard’s words, the entire room fell silent for a brief moment.

Then—Laughter erupted.

It started with Maira, a sharp, amused chuckle escaping her lips as she leaned back in her chair, shaking her head. Then Liam, who had been elegantly sipping her tea, nearly spilled it as she doubled over, laughing hysterically. Even Mr. Callum let out a deep, scoffing laugh, as if Bernard had just told the most ridiculous joke of the year.

"Bernard, you must have hit your head when you fell," Maria cackled, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. "That can be the only explanation for the nonsense you’re spewing right now."

At that moment Bernard didn’t say anything, he knew that wouldn’t even believe him, if not for the fact he saw her himself.

He too wouldn’t have believed either.

Then again Maria smirked, her laughter turning mocking. "Seriously, Bernard? Are you even hearing yourself?" She crossed her arms.

"You expect us to believe that Valentina’s burn scars just magically disappeared? It hasn’t even been two weeks since she was thrown away. Do you think we’re fools?"

Upon hearing Maria word’s Bernard’s face darkened with frustration, but before he could say anything, Maria continued, her voice dripping with amusement.

"There’s no way Valentina could look any different than she did when she left," she said, rolling her eyes.

"If anything, she’s either dead by now or looking worse than ever. That girl was barely holding on as it was, and for her husband, you saw him yourself he’s homeless and without being told we know he’s going to dump Valentina with every little opportunity he has."

Then she paused for a moment.

(I’m sure the homeless man must have dumped her already"

She scoffed.

"Stop embarrassing yourself and just tell us what actually happened to your face."

At that moment Liam, who had been sitting quietly, merely exhaled and shook his head, resting his elbows on the table.

He had known Bernard for a long time. He knew the man wasn’t exactly the smartest among them, but even for him, this was a stretch.

"There’s no possible way," Liam finally said, his voice even and calm.

"There’s no way Valentina’s burn scars just vanished overnight, it has only been seven days she got married to that thing."

Then Maria leaned back in her chair, shaking her head in mock pity.

"Oh, Bernard... You really must have lost your mind."

She chuckled, crossing her arms. "We took Valentina to multiple hospitals. The best specialists. They all said the same thing—her scars were permanent. There was nothing they could do. And yet, you want us to believe that after getting married to some poor-looking nobody, she just magically healed?"

At that moment Maria scoffed. "Be serious, Bernard. Even if by some miracle there was a cure, it wouldn’t work overnight or in seven days."

Then Bernard clenched his fists, his jaw tightening.

"I saw it," he snapped. His voice was firm, unwavering. "I saw it with my own eyes. Inside the shopping mall."

The room fell silent again, but this time, the laughter didn’t return.

Bernard’s expression was deadly serious, his swollen cheek and missing teeth making him look even more unhinged.

"I swear on everything—I saw her," he repeated, his voice dropping lower. "Her burn scars... gone. Completely. Like they were never there."

Maria and Valentina father exchanged uncertain glances.

But Bernard wasn’t done. His eyes gleamed with something between disbelief and fear.

"And she wasn’t just healed... She looked more beautiful than before. More beautiful than we’ve ever seen her."

Then he shook his head as if trying to make sense of it.

"I couldn’t believe it myself. But I kept looking. And I swear, she was more beautiful—"

"BANG!"

Immediately a chair scraped violently against the floor.

Mr. Callum, Valentina’s father, had shot to his feet. His face was dark, his hands clenched into trembling fists.

His sudden outburst made the entire room fall silent.

Liam narrowed his eyes, watching Valentina father closely.

Mr. Callum’s jaw tightened, his teeth grinding audibly. His chest rose and fell with controlled, simmering rage.

The tension in the air was thick, suffocating.

And then, in a voice colder than ice, he spoke.

"What did you just say?"

Mr. Callum’s sharp glare bore into Bernard, his patience wearing dangerously thin.

His fists were still clenched, his jaw still locked in anger, but now it wasn’t just about what Bernard had said—it was about the waste of time.

His voice was cold, cutting through the tense silence like a blade.

"Bernard," he said, his tone laced with irritation, "do you see what’s happening here?" He gestured to Liam, who remained seated, watching the spectacle unfold with a neutral expression. "We’re having a serious discussion about Chloe’s marriage, and you barge in here with this nonsense?"

Maria sighed, shaking her head in exasperation. "Honestly, Bernard, this is pathetic."

then she scoffed, crossing her arms. "You must be drunk."

Mr. Callum stepped forward, his presence commanding. "If you have nothing useful to say, then leave."

Hearing his brother words Bernard’s face twisted in frustration. His cheek still throbbed from the earlier slap, his missing teeth still reminded him of the humiliation he had suffered. But they weren’t listening.

"Fine. If you think I’m crazy," he snapped, "then let me tell you who did this to me."

Maria rolled her eyes. "Oh, let me guess—you tripped over your own feet?"

Bernard ignored her, straightening his posture despite the pain that wracked his body. His voice was filled with bitter anger as he said,

"It was Valentina’s husband."

Immediately the room went eerily still.

Bernard let the words sink in before adding,

"That poor-looking nobody you married her off to? He slapped the hell out of me."

He swallowed, recalling the sheer force of Raymond’s hand against his face, the ringing in his ears, the way his vision had gone dark for a second.

"And you know what?" he said, voice quieter now, laced with disbelief. "It was only by his mercy that I’m even standing here right now."