Larry had finished hanging all the wedding decorations. The somewhat dilapidated room, combined with the decorations Cecilia had mentioned earlier, gave the old house a somewhat bright feeling.

However, she had no interest in appreciating it. This house was going to become her grave, after all.

“Is anyone there?”

Suddenly, Cecilia heard a familiar voice. It was both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

It was Noel’s voice.

She hadn’t heard it in a long time.

Noel?!

Cecilia suddenly realized something, and her eyes lit up with anticipation as she looked towards the door.

Was he…here to save her?

Larry noticed Cecilia’s unusual expression, and abruptly turned to her.

“Do you know the person outside?” His expression became even more menacing. “Just like Lulu, have you found another man?!”

women so good at

trembled. He stopped what he was doing, pretending there was no one in

times, but received no

to use the bathroom, and I’m in a hurry. I can

even more

Larry sneered; he continued to maintain

there was no movement outside did he smile at

for the sake of

would definitely use the vase to

a shameless man. When did she ever say

furious, but she also felt melancholic. She looked towards the nowsilent door, the hope that had

had come-and

couldn’t pinpoint her emotions; she wanted Noel to rescue her, but at the same time,

the corner of the staircase outside Larry’s

secrets, he would surely come out and check when the door

Yet, Larry didn’t.

Cecilia was in this house. His gaze drifted, landing on the house upstairs in

decorations outside the household were brand new, and Noel could smell the aroma

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