Her mother was killed by her father. She had to use another woman's identity and marry a man. This man happened to sleep with her for one night. What would she encounter next? How should she take revenge on those people?

Lady with a Lot of Sock Puppets, Please Bear with It, Mr. Smith

Rachel glared at Parrish Hanson in secret and smiled awkwardly. "Wow, Mr. Hanson is good at joking."


"That day?" Freda sensitively captured the words and looked at Rachel. "What's the date today?"


Rachel looked around and said in a low voice, "No. eighteenth, you've been sleeping for two days."


"Didn't you find him?" It seemed that Freda was calmer than everyone thought.


However, Rachel felt something was wrong. "It's okay. We're still looking for him. Don't worry. Your ship has been driven back, so it's not very far from the shore. Don't be afraid..."


"Two days... Two days... The water is so cold. How cold should he be alone?" Freda lowered her head and murmured the two words like a demon.


Freda raised her head suddenly, with tears in her eyes, dropping one after another. "I'm going to find him."


"Parrish Hanson! It's all your fault. Who let you say that?" Rachel was so angry that she wanted to strangle him.


Chapter 439 Disappearance