NovelEnglishChapter 51 It was Steve, the psycho from the orphanage! He was the murderer who turned himself in for killing me! What was he doing here? He gaped atfor a long ttoo.
| cto a realization that | was naked. | picked up a towel from the floor and reached for my phone to call the police.
Maybe it was due to fear, but my body wouldn't stop shaking. | fumbled for my phone in this unfamiliar environment but couldn't find it. | was like | was having a nightmare and was trying to escape with all my might, but | was powerless.
Kneeling on the floor, | stared at myself in the mirror. There was a 70% resemblance with my own face.
| raised my hand fearfully and touched that face in confusion.
This couldn't be. | was already dead. Who was this person in the mirror? After a while, my rapid breathing slowed down. Only then did I realize that | had been reborn. | was reborn into a complete stranger's body! After a long bout of silence, | tentatively spoke up, “You...” “You just want a child. You just want to give birth to a Lincoln... You'll get what you want. If you don’t want to die, then get out!” He snarled angrily.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt| could see the hidden murderous intent in his eyes.
He wanted to kill me! As | thought... A murderer was still a murderer. He couldn't hide the resentment and murderous intent in him.
| looked at him warily. In a panic, | grabbed the lamp next to the bed so that | could fight back at any time.
| didn’t have a phone to call the police. Not to mention, | was very frightened by my current predicament. | didn’t know who | was, much less why | was sleeping in the sbed as a murderer! Probably noticing my desire to kill him in my eyes, Steve's gaze also darkened.
We were like two beasts that were about to bite each other at any time. Neither party dared to let their guard down.
Just as | forced myself to calm down to analyze myrroundings, the door opened. A middle-aged man in a wheelchair was pushed in.
Chapter 51- 2/2 “Ms. Stephany Larson, you were screaming a lot last night.” The man grinned. His expression looked like he was up to no good.
“Mr. Ignatius agrees to a union between the Larson family and the Lincoln family. The funds he to your family are for you to give birth to a healthy heir to the Lincoln family, not for you to enjoy. yourself!” gave | frowned in confusion.
Stephany Larson? The Larson family? The Lincoln family? A union? Give birth to an heir? The middle-aged man left the room. | quickly followed him so that | could leave, but the nanny stopped me. “Letout! Who are you to keephere!” “Ms. Larson, your duty is to birth an heir for the Lincoln family in order to save your family. In order to ensure that you successfully get pregnant during your ovulation phase this cycle, please hold on a little longer.” With that, she shut the door.
“Letout!” | was mad and scared at the stime. | was desperate to find out the situation | was in.
Why w was | reduced to a baby maker for this murderer? “You're so noisy,” Steve said hoarsely, seemingly annoyed. He was looking for something.
“Where is it?” He wasn’t wearing anything, and he seemed to be enraged.
| was struck by his rage. It madereevaluate this psycho.
Before this, | always saw him in ill-fitting shirts and baggy pants that didn’t cover his ankles. | never imagined...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthat he could look so beautiful.
Objectively speaking, whether it was his body or his face, he was very gootl-looking... If | hadn't died once before, | would've had a hard tlinking him to the person who killedruthlessly.
“I'm asking you... Where is it?” He rushed over. He lost control and grabbed my throat.
At that moment, he wanted to kill me.
He seemed to be furious atfor sleeping with him and for moving his things.
A feeling of suffocation overcme, and the dark veil of death shroudedonce again. | hit him forcefully, subconsciously aiming for his neck.
“Stephie, if you run into a bad guy next time, hit him in the throat. This can make your opponent lose their breath, and you'll have a chance to run away.
All of a sudden, my head felt like it was splitting apart. Who was teachingself-defense?
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