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8. What's Going On Here?
Author: Sweet Cherry
last update2026-08-31 22:03:02

Hannah stood there dumbfounded as Richards burst through the door.

That kick had a hint of theatricality about it.

Before Hannah could even enter the room, Richards's loud, angry shouts rang out from inside.

"Ma'am, If you really don't want to fulfill the marriage contract, I won't blame you! But I, Richards, have been a soldier for ten years, so I won't allow your family to humiliate me in every way just for getting married! Do you really think I'm a son-in-law who's going to live with your fa
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  • 8. What's Going On Here?

    Hannah stood there dumbfounded as Richards burst through the door.That kick had a hint of theatricality about it.Before Hannah could even enter the room, Richards's loud, angry shouts rang out from inside."Ma'am, If you really don't want to fulfill the marriage contract, I won't blame you! But I, Richards, have been a soldier for ten years, so I won't allow your family to humiliate me in every way just for getting married! Do you really think I'm a son-in-law who's going to live with your family?"When Hannah entered the hall, she saw Richards standing panting beside the dining table, yelling at her grandmother who was eating breakfast, showing no manners whatsoever.On the other hand, Grandma looked Richards up and down with a kind and gentle expression, showing no sign of anger whatsoever. Her eyes were even full of admiration and affection!Hannah frowned slightly. Something was wrong with this old lady. She usually paid the most attention to etiquette and manners. Anyone who ma

  • 7. Meeting The Harrison Family

    Early in the morning, Grandma called to say she wanted to see her grandson-in-law. Hannah, who hadn't slept all night, had no choice but to bite the bullet and drive over.Seeing Richards eating food with great energy, Hannah felt a pang of resentment and even a little jealous of his excellent sleep quality.Upon arriving at the Harrison family villa, the two were just about to enter to see the Harrison family matriarch when a drunken young man blocked the door.The young man had messy hair, a decadent demeanor, and although his features were handsome, his eyes were bloodshot. Judging from his terrible mental state, he probably didn't sleep all night, just like Hannah.Before the two could step forward, the young man suddenly swung a wine bottle and smashed it in front of Richards. Wine was spilled all over the floor, and glass shards flew everywhere."Hannah! If you dare bring this good-for-nothing boy into our family today, you're not my sister!" The young man suddenly stood up, his

  • 6. Let's Work Together

    Upon entering the master bedroom, Richards immediately spotted Hannah sitting on the floor.She had a large bust, long legs, a slender waist, and full hips; her face was both alluring and seductive. Richards had seen many such beauties. He stared at her for a long time before finally looking away from her perfectly legitimate gaze and throwing himself onto the soft bed."Before the wedding, seeing how eager you were, I thought your whole family was very fond of me." Before Hannah, who was offended by the gaze, could lash out, Richards struck first. Richards felt deceived and complained. "So, apart from you, none of them like me."Hannah didn't reply.Exhaling a breath of stale air, Richards turned over and said, "To be honest, the way you've put me in a very passive position, I don't even know how to manage this marriage anymore."Hannah's mature face was icy cold as she said in a chilling voice, "If you can't run it, then don't. Just divorce me, and we can go our separate ways.""Ca

  • 5. Let It Slide

    Under the blinding light, five thousand Northern Confederate soldiers stood before the perilous tower, their spirits soaring. They remained unmoved, yet unleashed an overwhelming pressure.Which of the desperados that Harold brought wasn't a ruthless person who had been living on the edge of a knife?But when they witnessed this scene, they were all terrified, their faces turning pale and their legs trembling.Harold was also stunned. The anger that he had thought only blood could extinguish instantly dissipated. What's the big deal? It was just a slap in the face.After the five thousand elite Northern Confederates appeared, no one paid any attention to the group of clowns. All the soldiers, like James Longhorn, were only focused on Richards.After tonight, there will be no more General Richards Smiths i in this world, only Richards Smiths.The soldiers were overcome with emotion, their blood boiling!"Stand at attention!" Longhorn's eyes were red as he saluted Richards: "Old squad l

  • 4. The Northern Confederate Army

    The dimly lit street corner did not see the arrival of the mighty Northern Confederate army.All that arrived was a red taxi covered in mud.The taxi driver cursed as he collected the fare, then kicked the three poorly dressed passengers off the car. He sped off, splashing mud all over them, whether intentionally or unintentionally.But the three passengers remained unmoved, simply lining up in a row at the entrance of the stairwell."Where are the five thousand elite Northern Confederate troops?" Harold stubbed out his cigarette and asked coldly. "Where is Mr. Longhorn, the young marshal of Northern Confederate?"Although he already knew Richards was bragging, for a moment, Harold hoped that Richards wasn't.Which American man didn't admire the Northern Confederate Army? Who doesn't want to meet Longhorn, the young marshal of Northern Confederate? That was a living legend.But looking at those three oddly shaped people downstairs, who among them looked like Longhorn? They were not ev

  • 3. Hello, Brother-in-law

    Richards was angry for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.From the day he decided to retire, he secretly warned himself: Richards, when you lose the halo of the American War God, you will no longer be the revered General, you will lose 300,000 Confederate fans, you must keep a low profile.Richards leaned against the door, casually lit a cigarette, and before the man could speak again, he turned and called out to the master bedroom, "Hannah, you have a visitor!"Already feeling lost, Hannah felt a tingling sensation in her feet, and the intense physical discomfort made her feel cold all over. She pushed open the door and came out. Her beautiful eyes merely glanced at the man before turning to Richards: "Is there something you need?""You know him?" Richards raised the hand holding the cigarette and pointed at the man."Yes, he's Harold Stones," Hannah said calmly. "My father's godson."Upon hearing this, Richards unconsciously straightened up while leaning against the door, a smile

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