Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

Chapter 174: You're Lying

"Maybe it was the first time I saw you at the wedding, or maybe it was when I saw you that night after returning to the country. When I found out you weren't Vivian, I wasn't actually angry. I just wanted to find a way to keep you by my side..." Nancy's eyes widened as she listened to his words. Something in her heart seemed to completely overturn in that instant.

"No... No..."

Perhaps due to nervousness, her voice trembled. "I thought... you liked Vivian. How could..."

"Humph..."

Charlie shook his head lightly. Their foreheads rubbed against each other, making Nancy's heart flutter. It was as if an electric current surged through her body, causing every hair on her body to stand on end.

"I didn't know you were Nancy before, and I always thought you were Vivian. I have to admit that with Vivian's background and her identity as a pianist, she is indeed suitable to be Mrs. Firth. But before, I had only seen one of her performances and never actually met her in person. So how could I like her?"

Nancy forcefully bit her lip and fell silent, listening quietly to Charlie's gentle voice.

my plan was that if she could endure the loneliness and behave as Mrs. Firth for three years, I would treat her well though I had no feelings for her. But on the first day I came back, you gave me a

her earlier must have been prepared in advance because he thought it was Vivian's birthday. Those things she thought could confirm that he liked Vivian were just her own

when Charlie felt down because he found out about Vivian and Alexander's affair. She suddenly placed her

wide eyes, she pointed at him angrily.

blinked quickly.

to be so quick-thinking. He hadn't even. finished

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understand my heart, so I had no choice but to resort to extreme measures to make

threw herself at

Nancy was speechless!

kindness and concern would become

you've taken advantage of me so much. I'll beat

Nancy swung her little fists without hesitation towards Charlie. But how could Charlie just. sit there and let