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Help...My Wife is a Spy

The first time they met, she was a clueless nurse at the hospital... The second time they met, she was a bartender at his favorite bar... The third time they met, she was his brother's love interest... He didn't know what she'd be the fourth time they met, but he had to make her his wife... --- Halia was a simple cadet when she was suddenly asked to be the subject of a new secret government technology that gave her access to the memories and knowledge of other people. With this technology, she manages to hunt down a serial killer and befriend a gangster. But, what other dangers will it attract? Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Yunyi · Sci-fi
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425 Chs

The Handsome Face Behind Macau's Casino Empire

After the press conference, Emerson went to check on Avaleigh in her dressing room. "The matter should settle after this," he reassured.

Avaleigh sat in front of the dressing table and began to untie her hair. It had been tied up in a tight bun, so it felt nice to let her hair loose. Her milk-tea-colored hair spread across her shoulders, releasing a fragrance of rose with hints of lychee. It was a pleasant smell that traveled into Emerson's nose and slightly tickled his heart. 

Emerson stood patiently behind the woman, waiting for a response, but was met with silence as Avaleigh tried to think of what to say. She didn't quite understand what had happened at the press conference and she felt a little bad for getting Emerson involved, but she was a little unsure of this man as well.

As she sat there, a slight grumble broke the silence.

Avaleigh immediately blushed and glanced down at her stomach. That was right, she hadn't eaten yet.