The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 727 Why am I still alive?

She was both worried and scared, her small hands clutching the bed sheet, quickly pulling the bed sheet into folds. His slender fingers would slip into her small hand, intertwined with hers.

In the end, under her half-accepting resistance, he had a good time with her.

When she fell asleep tiredly, Elvis sometimes cried so he stood up and hugged the little boy and used awkward positions to lull him to sleep.

That period was the happiest time of his life. The girl he loved became his wife and the mother of his son. The awkward love affair was too late to say. It seemed that her love for him was as turbulent and intense as his love for her.

He thought that would be his life.

But who could know that she was actually pretending? She contacted Marcus again.

In fact, Alpha didn’t want to think about the memory after that, and he never thought about it in all these years.

The day she brought Marcus to the Red Velvet room, she ruined herself as well as him.

Those days he went to work. Because he missed her and their child, he returned a day earlier than planned, wanting to surprise her.

He returned to the Red Velvet room, walked to the bedroom, and reached out to push the door open, but the next second froze.

Because there was a voice from within, an abnormal voice.

It was Anabelle’s soft, waxy voice, “Marcus, be gentler. I can’t stand it…”

He immediately froze, and his black pupils suddenly shrunk. He didn’t mishear her voice. When he was infatuated with her countless nights, she would make the same sound, begging him to let her

go…

It’s just that now her voice is more subtle and seductive than usual.

He was stunned for a few seconds, raised his long leg, and kicked the bedroom door open with a bang.

never forgot the sight he

top of Marcus, their clothes in disarray, the man’s wheat’skin rubbing against the woman’s

him first, pulling up

woman smiled

bright red eyes staring at her, but

except for her two-piece dress, her small

carpet, each step

talented girl from a generation that was once cold and elegant, was pampered by him with such passionate affection in

looked at him, a smile in her beautiful almond eyes. She asked, “Alpha, why did you come back? Didn’t you say

Marcus were childhood sweethearts. You forced me to marry you

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Why am I still

even for a day! I always want to escape from

where I run away, you’ll catch me back. I can’t

you before. Every minute and every second spent with you, I feel so disgusted. I

really hate you. You ruined my life so

He glared at her with his red eyes and clenched his fists.

and pulled her away. She didn’t want to go. She didn’t

her faintly, coldly smiled, and said: “I was wrong. Letting Marcus live for the past two years was

a threat, Anabelle was

small wooden house, threw her into the bathroom, and coldly said a few words: “Take off your

the door and let

stood on the balcony of the room, holding a cigarette in his slender fingers. He smoked a lot, three

had gone out in the ashtray.

As if a long century

he put his big hand on the doorknob, wanting to