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

at him with frustration, Nancy bit her lip and walked

Nancy walked into the kitchen and saw the servant, Maid

Fanning, let

"Uh, okay."

for Old Master Firth. There was no way she could refuse. Watching Nancy's skilled technique, Maid Fanning

smiled and thought about what happened earlier. She casually asked, "Maid Fanning, can grandpa read well? I am thinking to buy him some picture books

marriage certificate but couldn't tell her identity as a fake,

can read. But he had some problems with his eyes before, so

her, "But why is Charlie playing chess

"Ha-ha-ha..."

sometimes, he can't even distinguish the black and white pieces. Only Young Master Firth has the patience

...

exhausted. She had never felt so tired in her

kicked her slippers

and saw her lying on the bed in various positions. He threw his suit jacket onto the sofa, took his pajamas, and went into

slightly open collar, revealing his enticing collarbone and well-defined chest muscles. Even if Nancy couldn't see the lower part,