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!

all, he had something

him with frustration, Nancy bit her

Old Master Firth were playing chess. Nancy walked into the kitchen and saw the servant, Maid Fanning, making tea.

let

"Uh, okay."

first time the granddaughter-in-law came to make tea for Old Master Firth. There was no way she could refuse. Watching Nancy's skilled technique, Maid Fanning smiled with satisfaction, "Young Master Firth is really lucky. You're so virtuous, Lady

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

certificate but couldn't tell her identity as a fake, so she assumed that he couldn't

had some problems with his eyes before, so he can only barely see things

her, "But

"Ha-ha-ha..."

distinguish the black and white pieces. Only Young Master Firth has the patience to play chess with him." Nancy

...

had

her slippers off and collapsed

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

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