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.

sat up in bed and glanced around until she saw a tall figure standing in front of her bed. Although she couldn’t see clearly, feelings of the indifferent temperament stole over her, which reminded her it belonged to

hospital last night? Why he

panic: "I won’t go to that hell place, I will never

clearly, and said with

What? Charles decided to keep her? Not

Charles told the

knew the evil Charles was not so kind to

after the ring is taken off?"

his head and said: "No, as long as you cooperate with me well, and when the ring is off,

Ivanka's extinguished hope was reignited.

"You could choose not to believe it."

"No, I do." If I didn't believe it, wasn't there even a glimmer

Ivanka said. Since there were so many professionals tried but failed yesterday.

Charles said and bent to kiss her, while his hand lifted her chin up.