Chapter 2 Wedding Night

third wife?

Alaia Allen lowered her head slightly, thinking of her aunt saying that Mr. Ugly was not sure about the weather, but he still wanted to kill his wife. He had married two beautiful wives before, one died in a car accident on an empty road, and the other hadn't entered the door of the Chase family yet. He fell into a coma and became a vegetative state.

She didn't want to die here inexplicably before starting the treatment!

She whispered, "Yes, Mr. Chase."

Camilo Chase's eyes darkened. People who came back from the investigation said that after Bailey Allen ran away, the Allen family temporarily caught an orphan girl from the countryside who grew vegetables and flowers to replace him. She had no background and no culture, but she never expected to meet him. so peaceful.

Pack?

Putting her bare hands into the tent, she grabbed Alaia Allen's chin, pulled her to her face, and said sarcastically, "The Allen family is looking for such an ugly girl to marry?"

Unable to dodge, Alaia Allen exposed the red spots on her face in front of Camilo Chase, and raised her eyes to meet his cold, shallow eyes.

"let me go!"

Alaia Allen swung the silver needle between two fingers, but Camilo Chase choked her wrist halfway, so she could only hide the silver needle again. She turned sideways and kicked it vigorously, but she forgot herself She was wearing a skirt, and her legs were protruding from the side. Just as she was about to retract, Camilo Chase was even faster and grabbed her ankle.

"Wild girl." Camilo Chase glanced expressionlessly at Alaia Allen's white and slender legs, his eyes flickered slightly.

Alaia Allen gritted her teeth with shame and anger on her face, and quickly pressed the hem of the skirt with one hand, otherwise the bottom of the skirt would be seen, "You let go! You...ah!"

Alaia Allen was thrown on the wedding bed.

Camilo Chase approached, and she was surrounded by the heavy scent of his body, and his thin lips were so close that she couldn't help but hold her breath.

He smells good, addictive.

Bah bah, no matter how good it smells, it's not as good as her herbal fragrance, so you must not be fooled by him.

Camilo Chase sarcastically said, "Is this how the Allen family taught you to serve your new husband?"

Waiting on you ghost!

Where is her needle? She wanted to find the biggest and thickest one to stab the man in front of her to death.

Alaia Allen touched her waist, but her hand was pinched by Camilo Chase and almost broke.

"Where to touch?" A clear voice sounded above Alaia Allen's head.

Alaia Allen looked down, and found that her hand was touching Camilo Chase's black belt, and a little further down she should have touched it.

Alaia Allen endured the pain in her hand and gritted her teeth, "Mr. Chase, I'm not interested in your little place."

Small?

Camilo Chase's handsome face turned cold, and he tightened his grip on Alaia Allen's wrist.

"Ugh." Alaia Allen groaned.

"Don't play tricks, get out!" Camilo Chase narrowed his eyes and stood up, eyes full of disgust.

"……"

You don't think she seduced him on purpose, do you?

Dream it!

Alaia Allen reached out to lift the curtain and was about to leave, but Camilo Chase coughed violently behind him.

"Cough cough cough..."

Before Alaia Allen could leave, Camilo Chase grabbed her feet as if he had changed into a different person, and pulled her back forcefully.

ah!

Alaia Allen exclaimed in a low voice, and was firmly pressed back under Camilo Chase. Looking up, she found that the veins on Camilo Chase's neck were bulging, and his shallow eyes shrunk quickly to the blood mist. A gloomy and murderous atmosphere.

Alaia Allen turned her hand around Camilo Chase's wrist, Oh, my god, why is his pulse so chaotic?

Camilo Chase was indeed suffering from a strange disease, and now he is ill.

Alaia Allen wanted to take a closer look at Camilo Chase's condition, but his hands were pressed high above her head, and she was stunned by his knees pushing her legs apart.

Alaia Allen struggled quickly, but found that Camilo Chase was surprisingly strong after the onset of the attack. She felt as if her body was nailed to the bed, and she had no power to resist.

With a hiss, Alaia Allencloth was torn apart, revealing her plain white shoulders.

"You, what are you doing?"

Camilo Chase leaned over, his breath was slightly flustered, and his cold and charming voice sounded slowly, "What do you think?"