Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Chapter 8 Where Should I Sleep if Not Here?

Nancy turned around. She wanted to come up with an explanation, but the phone suddenly hung up. This time, it was Vivian who nervously ended the call, like a cat with its tail stepped on. Nancy smiled, surprised that her mighty sister could also feel afraid at times. Raising her cellphone, Nancy didn't bother finding any more excuses. She smiled at Charlie. "My sister, your real Vivi."

Charlie furrowed his brows slightly. He walked up, and wrapped his arm around Nancy's waist from behind. He whispered affectionately by her ears, "If you don't want your dad to die sooner, watch your mouth!"

Looking at his handsome face with a smile but hearing such cruel warning words, Nancy twitched her lips. Just then, she suddenly felt a sharp pain from her waist. Then Charlie let go of her.

!!!!

He pinched her!

After giving the warning, he still pinched her waist?

Nancy took a deep breath, another deep breath, forcefully suppressing all her emotions.

Forgot it!

Just consider it a dog bite!

he had something

him with frustration, Nancy bit her lip and walked

Nancy walked into the kitchen and saw the servant,

let me do

"Uh, okay."

was no way she could refuse. Watching Nancy's skilled technique, Maid Fanning smiled with satisfaction, "Young Master Firth

and thought about what happened earlier. She casually asked, "Maid Fanning, can grandpa read well? I am thinking to buy him some picture books for the elderly to pass the time when I come next

Firth looked at the marriage certificate but couldn't tell her identity as a fake, so

his eyes before, so he can only barely see

Nancy turned to look at her, "But why is Charlie playing chess with

"Ha-ha-ha..."

Firth likes to play chess, but sometimes, he can't even distinguish the black and white

...

exhausted. She had

home, she kicked her slippers off and collapsed

in and saw her lying on the bed in various positions. He threw his suit jacket onto the

enticing collarbone and well-defined chest muscles. Even if Nancy couldn't see the lower part, she could