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.

seen through

Larry’s so-called being together, getting married,

meant killing her and keeping her with him forever. To experience such a calamity in life and then lack peace even

knife, and she slowly closed her

rope on her feet.

“Come.”

pulled Cecilia towards the bathroom.

Cecilia’s eyes widened, and

“Mmph! Mmph!!!”

going to do to

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

Cecilia’s

and wife. Shouldn’t I tidy you up and make you look pretty when we get married? If you act this way, I’ll have to tie you up even after

his forceful downward pull at her

of shame overwhelmed her, surpassing even

with even greater force. In the midst of her

Bang!

basin hit the floor with

darker, but he didn’t stop. Cecilia’s pants were already half undone, revealing a section of her fair