Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Allen came in a bit lonely, but the sharp-eyed woman could notice that he was wearing a handmade Italian suit.

"Why, Sir, is this your first visit? Do you want a drink or a single room or something? I'll take you there!"

The woman's strong perfume reminded Allen of Nicole.

Nicole's fragrance was always subtle, but there was something about her that was so special and pleasing.

"Get out!"

Allen pushed her away and walked alone to the bar.

When she saw the young lady was pushed away, Mandy hurriedly came forward to greet the young man.

"Is this your first visit, Sir? It was noisy outside. Do you want me to get you a single room? You can drink and play, without anyone disturbing you. You must be born of a noble family. It is not a good thing to have someone gossiped about you, right?"

Mandy was really a good talker.

Allen was not familiar with this place. When he heard what Mandy said, he thought for a moment and said, "Find me a single room in the middle of nowhere, the more remote the better. As long as no one bothers me, I will give you much.”

"Hey! This way, Sir. We have an isolated single room on the first floor, close to the basement, and not many people go there. Sir, you may go there."

"Come on."

Allen just wanted to find somewhere quiet, drinking and comforting himself. He didn't want anyone to see his vulnerability.

All his pride was shattered in front of Nicole, and he didn't want anyone to see him again.

Mandy had experienced a lot. Someone like Allen who came here alone must be hurt by love and did not want to be disturbed, so she quickly took Allen to a remote private room.

"Do you need any special service, Sir?"

Mandy did not forget her job and asked.

"No, get out! No one is allowed to come in without my permission!”

Allen threw the dollars out of his wallet.

Seeing Allen was generous, Mandy hurriedly took the money and went out.

Allen found the decor was nice. It was luxurious but also pleasant.

Spending money to get drunk was the most ridiculous thing he'd ever done in his life, but so what? Who cared?

Nicole now lived happily in the Seapolis City with her son.

The more he thought about it, the more distressed Allen became.

The waiter brought in the wine.

"Here's your drink, Sir, and if you run out of it, we'll send one more. Just ring the bell by hand if you have any need.”

"I see. Get out of here."

The waiter went out.

opened the bottle alone, but he didn’t need the glass. There was

his head and poured XO alcohol

buds. Allen

one bottle after

was so familiar, and it sounded

he was

City with

up the bottle again and poured the alcohol into his mouth.

Allen paused slightly.

that sound

the door of the compartment.

because he opened

cries were

Allen knew Nicole's voice all too

Nicole was also here?

and walked briskly toward the

and smelling of alcohol, the guard thought he was in the

Allen was stopped.

now, and the cries were repeated as if she had been

sound? It is so whining. Do

referred to the

gatekeeper heard this, he laughed and said, "Hey, there is no service.

by having some lessons, could they be obedient and be sold out to treat customers

Allen's eyes narrowed slightly.

What's the lesson? You won't try them

and easy-going, and she was sold to us by her mother-in-law. At first, we thought she was dumb and could not speak. After the whipping,

gushed to

have a look. If she is pretty, I'll be worth coming tomorrow. But if she

Sir. You may rest

I think she is pretty as well. Let me have a look

of dollars from his pocket and

the gatekeeper saw so much money,

just take a look at her, but don't meddle in it. You can rest assured. We have been in this industry for so many years, and we know what hurts the most when hitting people, and we won't ruin her appearance.

janitor said this, the more

her, so I can go back

yes, Sir. This

one was looking before opening the basement door to let Allen

opened and the smell of blood came to

vaguely see that

big, rough man

bright red blood soaked their clothes, which made one shocked.

you, behave well tomorrow. If any rich men like you and buy you, it is your luck. If you're not liked, you'll have to go out to serve the guests! Otherwise, I would beat you bloody every day, and by then you would rather die than

No matter who you were and what you were, there is only one identity here, and that is good! We

at great expense. If you don't make enough money, I won't let you

"Shit!"