Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Noel was waiting for this moment!

He dared not show too much joy, and even appeared somewhat embarrassed.

“Will others complain about US knocking on doors like this?” he asked, wearing a hesitant expression.

The lady chuckled at him. “I think you’ve developed some trauma from being rejected when asking to use the restroom. Don’t worry, young man. We’re all long-time neighbors here. Not many places are rented out, and everyone upstairs and downstairs is like family.”

She went to the kitchen, and brought out a rolling pin. She weighed it in her hand and then handed it to Noel, who appeared strong and robust.

“In case there’s a thief, just hit him.” “Alright…”

The two went downstairs.

Knock! Knock!

There was another rapid knocking on the door.

Larry furrowed his brow, sensing that today wasn’t going very smoothly.

Fortunately, he hadn’t stopped, and the house was now tidied up.

wardrobe was adorned with joyful decorations, creating a festive atmosphere. However, seen through Cecilia’s eyes, the whole thing resembled the call of the

Larry’s so-called being together, getting married, wasn’t what she understood as being

meant killing her and keeping her with him forever. To experience such a calamity in life and then lack peace even in death, Cecilia’s heart was filled

knife, and she slowly closed her

to cut the rope on her feet. For safety reasons,

“Come.”

pulled Cecilia towards the bathroom. He was about to

his intentions, Cecilia’s eyes widened, and her hairs stood

“Mmph! Mmph!!!”

to do to

to panic. “Cooperate with me, and you’ll suffer

Cecilia’s current behavior

pretty when we get married? If you act this way, I’ll have to tie you up even

continued his forceful downward

sense of shame overwhelmed her,

with even greater force. In the midst of her frantic flailing, she accidentally knocked over a plastic

Bang!

the floor with a

face grew darker and darker, but he didn’t stop. Cecilia’s pants were already