Murdering Her Own Husband

Now that things had come to such a state, she calmed down but the smile on her lips was slightly bitter.

She didn't expect that she was going to die again when she was not even an adult yet.

It was such a damned waste!

If she had known she would die early, she would have found an opportunity to sleep with Lu Zhanbei earlier. Then, she would not have led her life for nothing.

Lin Wanwan was still finding joy in her sorrows when her body was suddenly lifted up horizontally and thrown over the man's shoulder.

From the direction he was walking, she could tell that he was leaving the room.

"Hey, where are you bringing me to?"

The man still didn't answer her. Lin Wanwan sighed helplessly. "Are you dumb? Don't you know how to utter a sound? You… oh!"

Her chattering mouth was suddenly gagged by a towel. She could no longer utter any sound.

Lin Wanwan's original plan to cry for help was now down the drain…