Substitute Bride and Her Husband Who Disappeared

"Vivian?"

Charlie nodded solemnly, "Quite a surprise indeed."

"Hmm?"

Nancy blinked, then looked at him in confusion, "That's it?"

Charlie glanced at her, "What else?"

That didn't seem right!

From Nancy's experience with Charlie recently, she thought Charlie liked Vivian. But Charlie's reaction seemed too calm.

She tilted her head, looking even more confused, "Don't you feel a bit of regret, or even sadness? You should know you've spewed coffee at Vivian. If one day I exchange places with her and she's still mad at it, she would definitely get back to you and she might even get frantic. Do you understand how terrible a frantic woman can get? Aren't you afraid?"This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Charlie raised his eyebrow, "She won't have that opportunity."

"Why?"

Nancy turned back and lowered her head, rubbing her fingers. Her voice was so low that only she could hear it, "In three days, I'll switch places with her..." "Hmm?"

Her voice was so low, so Charlie heard her saying something but didn't get it. He asked in confusion, "What did you say?" Nancy shook her head, "Nothing."

...

At night, after Nancy took a shower, she sat in her bedroom to dry her hair. Looking out at the night sky, she was upset.

Her mind was filled with memories of her time spent with Charlie. He had issued a threat, yet he had also acted as her protector. Whatever the case may be, Nancy couldn't help but display a faint smile. Did she really have to leave?

Why did she feel reluctant all of a sudden?

"What are you thinking about? You seem lost."

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind her. Then the hairdryer in her hand was taken away.

"Huh?"

Nancy attempted to turn her head in surprise only to find her head being held by two fingers, "You're so absorbed in thought that you might burn yourself. Let me help.

Only then did Nancy realize that the hairdryer was resting on her shoulder while she was lost in. thought. Luckily, it was not her face, or she would've definitely gotten burnt. en

She sat quietly as Charlie dried her hair.

He moved gently as if he was dealing with something he cherished.

"It's done."

After drying Nancy's hair, Charlie dried his own with the same hairdryer. Once done, he put it away, then laid down at the side of the bed.

Nancy instantly got what he wanted. She immediately kicked off her slippers and climbed onto his back.

"Your stomach isn't well. Every time I massage this spot, you feel pain. You must remember to eat on time, okay?"

Charlie chuckled and said nothing.

Nancy didn't mind, reminding him with every press, causing Charlie to laugh helplessly.

"Nancy, why are you so nagging? Are you an old nanny?"

"I'm not!"

Nancy pressed her hands harder against the pain spots. Charlie

gritted his teeth but made no sound. Unexpectedly, it was very

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comforting after Nancy was done.

When the massage was finally over, Nancy stretched her fingers and got off the bed.

Suddenly, a wad of money appeared in front of her.

She had a glance, then pushed Charlie's hand away, "No need, you helped me today, so it's free."

Charlie frowned, "Don't you need the money?"