The Seventh Bride

Chapter 2 Wedding Night With The Ugly And Sick Husband

Charles Nangong finally stepped forward towards the big bed, while when Ivanka Bai saw him walking towards her, she instinctively shrank into the middle of the big bed.

Charles stood in front of her, looking down at her condescendingly, his voice was as cold as himself, "I heard that you can cure my illness?"

Ivanka opened her mouth. She can cure his illness? What does it mean?

She didn't even believe it herself, but he actually believed it?

"I'm asking you." Charles leaned forward, clasped her chin with his jade-like slender fingers and lifted her up, forcing her to look at himself.

For a moment, he saw the shadow of the woman in her eyes. He felt that way when he first looked at the photo. Because of this, he agreed to the old madam's arrangement to marry her.

clearly that the woman in front of him was not her,

not see his face clearly, but was shocked by the two beams of

few seconds before replying with a trembling voice, "If... I said no, would

Charles suddenly let go of her chin and ordered, "Take off your

him. In panic, she turned and fumbled down the other side of the bed. However, Charles was a step ahead of her, grasping the corner of her pajamas

not his fists! Don't pull my clothes!" Ivanka struggled to get rid of him, and got out of

her, grabbed one of her arms and violently smashed her back onto the bed, then pressed her and

struggled with shame and anger, "Charles Nangong! How can you bully a weak woman like this? I will sue you for

he whispered coldly in her ear, "I hope you are the right person this time, otherwise you will end up like them!"

like them? Who were they referring to? Were they his

She stared at the blurred face in front of her with horror, gritted her teeth tightly,

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