Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

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The mother had quick eyes and hands. She covered Imogen’s mouth tightly and looked around, “Hurry up!”

When she said this, she pinched Imogen’s waist so hard that she burst into tears, “You are a restless little bitch, no screaming! no screaming!”

Fortunately, her house was at the back of the village, and there were not many other houses. nearby.

As soon as they entered the house, the father put Imogen on the bed in the west room. And the mother found a hemp rope as thick as a water pipe, tied one end to Imogen’s ankle, and the other end to the bed leg. The bed was made by wooden nails, although rough, but very heavy.

“Frank, let me tell you, if she gets restless, you beat her, hit her hard. Once you hit her, she will become obedient.” the father said.

Frank stared directly at Imogen, his tone a little impatient, “Dad, I understand, you can go out

first.”

Seeing that their son was impatient, the father and mother turned around and walked out of the room, locking the door from the outside.

Imogen and Frank were the only two people left in the room.

Imogen, the more he looked at her, the more he

and moved inside, “Don’t

bed. Then he pressed himself against Imogen, “Baby, you are so beautiful. If you are kind to me, I

is a crime, do you know?

with irritation, he covered Imogen’s mouth

her preaching attitude reminded him of Jack Berry for a moment.

are the wife I bought

mud between his fingernails, Imogen’s stomach churned, and she

more and more angry. With his other hand, he grabbed Imogen’s coat and pulled it back. He lifted the hem

so she bit Frank’s finger

hand away. Thinking of his father’s words, he

recovered, she saw Frank’s big yellow teeth approaching, accompanied by bursts of

wanted to

pushed forward suddenly. Frank was pushed away by her, slid to the edge of the bed, and rolled out of

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