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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 · ไซไฟ
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Watermelon

"How did you get that portrait so quickly?" Halia asked Max as she returned to the living room.

Max shook his head and sighed, "Your man emailed me a file yesterday and said I had to get it printed and framed before you got back. You don't know how difficult that was."

Halia laughed and patted Max on the back, "You are an honestly good friend."

"I hope Jackson realizes that," Max laughed jokingly.

"Trust me, he knows," Halia replied.

 At that moment, Halia's phone began to ring.

It was Jackson. Speak of the devil.

Halia smiled and picked up the phone, "Mr. Wu, when did you sneak behind my back and organize all this?"

"Do you like it?" Jackson asked without answering.

"I'd like it more if you were here with me," Halia replied.

"Don't worry, I've already requested my resignation and recommended Trisha for the role. It shouldn't take too long," Jackson explained. "Treat Max to a meal for me. He's been a lot of help."