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A Husband For Killer Mom

Blurp: What kind of husband punishes his wife by spanking her ass? An insane and sadistic husband! "How long are you going to punish me?!" "I'm done with your punishment a while ago." Qiao Anxia jerked in a fury and immediately rose to her feet while tidying up her one-piece dress. Her hands touched her buttocks without realizing it, feeling the heat from the man's punishment. She didn't know if this burning feeling was from Richard's unpainful spanking or for another reason... How she wished she could kill this man! ~~~~~ One is a HERO, and the other is an ASSASSIN! The HERO tries to seduce his wife at every opportunity while the ASSASSIN wants to run away and if necessary… kill her husband to get all his fortune! Qiao Anxia is an assassin with a dark past. One day she plots her revenge by intending to ruin someone's marriage by sleeping with her husband. Lost the first night just for revenge, but... the one she slept with was her target's playful twin brother!?? Richard Calvin, a well-known man who is a hero for the victims of the injustice of the politicians, becomes Qiao Anxia's most priority target. After trying to forget the most memorable night with the beautiful girl who set him up, a lovely little girl came into his life and calls him... Papa!? What happens when these two contradictory natures get married only just because an inevitably cute and amusing genius baby girl wants to marry them off? And that baby girl was the result of their intercourse on that unforgettable, passionate hot night!

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Ch. 172 A Family Warmth

The following day, Anxia's eyelids fluttered―were opened and blinked a few times―and closed as if she was still drowsy. Her whole body ached, making her lazy to move―she felt numb, and her muscles tensed as if she had done some extreme activities.

It took a couple of minutes for Anxia to recall what had happened to her―she remembered the sudden ambush and the gunshot in her shoulder.

She already expected it―once she got entangled in the assassin world, no matter how much she wanted to get out, Anxia could never be free from her past.

Anxia stared at the ceiling blankly. The fact she had opened her eyes and was staring at the ceiling of her room―she knew she was still alive and had returned home safely.