The Seventh Bride

Ivanka Bai had been confined to the gloomy cell in the backyard for the whole day. Even though groups of experts tried to take her ring off, they all failed.

They had tried every way, but the ring was still on Ivanka’s finger, which was tortured to be numbed by them.

She was still in her last night pajamas, and her peaceful sleeping face was so beautiful. When Charles Nangong skimmed over the two faint tooth marks on her left wrist, he paused to stare at them, and finally moved to her ring finger.

The gold ring with jet was glimmering in the darkness.

Charles couldn’t help but bend to hold her little hand. However, Ivanka curling in the bed, suddenly shrank her hand off Charles’ hand, before his next move.

Charles’ big hands froze in mid-air for a while before pulling back and standing up.

Ivanka slowly opened her eyes, only seeing the darkness.

"Awake?" Charles stared at her and asked calmly.

the indifferent temperament stole over her, which reminded her it belonged to Charles. Because of his unique and attractive temperament, and their intimate and wild wedding night, so she

last night? Why he would return suddenly?

"I won’t go

and said with an indifferent smile, "I decided you could stay here."

What? Charles decided to keep her?

token off." Charles told

was extinguished once again. She knew the evil Charles was not so kind to help her, but for

to that horrible place after the ring

said: "No, as long as you cooperate with me well, and when the ring is off, I'll let

“Really?” Ivanka's extinguished hope

"You could choose not

I do." If I didn't believe it, wasn't there even

many professionals tried

you." Charles said and bent to kiss