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

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

it meant killing her and keeping her with him forever. To experience such a calamity in life and

a knife, and she slowly closed

approached to cut the rope on her feet. For

“Come.”

the commotion at the door, he pulled Cecilia towards the bathroom. He

widened, and her hairs stood

“Mmph! Mmph!!!”

do to her? What the hell

to panic. “Cooperate with

finding Cecilia’s current

pretty when we get married?

speaking, he continued his forceful

overwhelmed her, surpassing even her will

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

Bang!

floor

stop. Cecilia’s pants were already half undone, revealing a section of her fair