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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 · Ficção Científica
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425 Chs

No Response From Jackson

Inside a room at the hotel.

"Are you almost done?" Emerson asked from the living room as he checked the time on his watch. The charity event was almost over and the party at Roy's was about to start.

Halia curled her long thick eyelashes, applied a cherry red shade of lipstick and adjusted the bangs from the wavy brown wig on her head.

She didn't usually have bangs, but she needed to look as different to her boy disguise as possible so Emerson specifically picked out this wig for her. The wig was a beautiful ash brown color and it formed soft waves down to her waist.

Through her hair, a long pair of rose gold earrings sparkled under the hotel lights. It had been a while since she dressed up for the party scene. The last time she looked like this, she was working at the bar and Jackson was still undercover as a gangster.

This memory made her miss her fiance again.