CEO's substitute bride (Alyssa)

Then one thing led to another, and he just wanted to touch her, to feel her.

After all, she was his wife, wasn’t she? Everything they did was completely natural.

The corners of his lips inched up as he leaned deeper and deeper. Groaning his lips brushing against her, he found himself going deeper and deeper into her grasp.

However, Alyssa didn’t feel in the same way. In her eyes, he was “Justin” Emmett’s cousin!

Over and over again, he teased her, kissed her, which were far beyond her tolerance.

Alyssa pushed him away abruptly, and stepped back a few steps, and kept some distance from him, said with a cold face. “Justin, I’m your cousin’s wife! Even if you don’t like me, please show some respect!”

After taking the bullet just now, her hatred towards “Douglas” was getting less, what she didn’t expect was he would still act so presumptuously.

“‘Not like you’ is far away from what I am feeling right now.” Emmett rubbed his lips, and there was a little bewitchment in his pleasant voice, “My sister-in-law, by committing to my cousin, you will be nothing but a widow for rest of your lifetime. It’s not like he could love you like an abled man. Why don’t you considering being with me?”

“The last I’ll do was to think about you.” Alyssa refused calmly.

Emmett looked down at Alyssa. He saw a tiny, numb face, coupled with an ugly dress. She looked like an old lady, nothing attractive.

something about Alyssa

She needed to do something before “Justin” started acting more presumptuous. Who knew what he’d

and go back, or I’ll call an ambulance, and the whole world will find

and didn’t feel like she was threating at all. She grabbed her phone and waved

rest. Although his wounds were not as painful as before, but it was still

“Hey…”

say anything. She bit her lips and looked at his pale face. Although he pretended to be strong during the operating, he still lost a lot of blood. She couldn’t bear to wake him

it. Let him lie down

Alyssa went to

have the kind of privileges that the title should entail. Most of the time, when she was ill, nobody cared. Nobody knocked on her door

she really had to take care of herself and up to

“Justin”, she couldn’t take the risk

for it. Of course she didn’t want to get involved with killing people, let alone

make some food

fell, Alyssa woke

hungry? I made some soup. Would you like to have some?” She stood two steps away from him, afraid that

with great effort managed to say, “Yes,

put the soup on the small table in front