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

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

pulling up the clothes to

woman smiled

that his face must have been hideous then, his bright red eyes

had almost taken off all her clothes, except for

soft woolen carpet, each step exuding a

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

a smile in her beautiful almond eyes. She asked, “Alpha, why did you come back? Didn’t you say you would come back tomorrow? I’m sorry to let you

were childhood sweethearts. You forced me to marry

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am I still

for

I can’t beat you. But it’s okay. I have carefully planned and prepared

naive as to think I love you. Don’t be so infatuated. I’ve never loved you before. Every minute and every second spent with you, I

hate you.

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

legs, grabbed her slender wrist forcefully, and pulled her away. She didn’t want to go. She didn’t want to go

head to look at her faintly, coldly smiled, and said: “I was wrong. Letting Marcus live for the past two years was my biggest mistake. He should have

threat, Anabelle was startled.

her out of the Red Velvet room, went to a small wooden house, threw her into the bathroom, and coldly said a few

the door and

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

had gone out in the ashtray. He turned his head, his

door. As if a long century had passed, she still hadn’t

on his long legs, he put his big hand on the doorknob, wanting to open