Marriage With A Evil Heart

With five minutes to go, the door to the room was pushed open.

With my back to the door, I heard it open, and the first thing I saw was that Albert, who was sitting across from me, had his eyes lifted, followed by a sunny, gangly eyebrow, and then his eyes fell on me.

I passively turned and looked toward the door, but froze.

Only to see a man stride in, the same man I had just seen on the beach reef.

His eyes were fixed on mine in the same way, and he hooked his lips in a smile, those eyes putting me in a bit of a trance.

I stood up slowly, keeping my gaze fixed on his face, a man who was a complete stranger to me, but somehow had an ineffable attraction to him, as if I had seen him somewhere before.

Albert didn’t get up from the couch until he was on our heels, “You’re timing is spot on, but it’s still a bit of a rush, there’s still five minutes to go!”

Apparently there was flirtation in his words.

The man smiled, “Sorry! I’ve kept you waiting!”

As soon as his voice left the room, my heart rhythm spiked and I was instantly petrified, this … This is clearly Blake’s voice, but … this face?

“Daisy, this is the partner you’ve been wanting to meet, and my … cousin!” Albert had a mischievous look on his face, “I guess you guys should have known each other a long time ago!”

“Your cousins?” I looked away from the man’s face in disbelief, withdrawing my eyes from the man’s face, and looked at Albert suspiciously to ask, “How many cousins do you have!”

Albert shrugged with a wry smile and held up a finger, “Just one! As in fake!”

I feel that the whole person is not good, there is a kind of unreal feeling, as if this period of time, I encountered things are bizarre as if in a dream.

I was a bit skeptical that I had really traveled through the world as written in those online novels. I don’t even know where I am now, and who is in front of me?

Blake?

How can this be Blake, if he is Blake then who am I and how is he completely different from the Blake I know.

Too simply mind-boggling.

The man extends his hand to me, “Daisy, long time no see!”

I was frozen in place, not making any moves, just eyes full of doubt, constantly searching his face, trying to find out, even a little bit of Blake’s original appearance.

The original Blake has delicate features, sharp edges, and an indelible air of handsome incomparability in his heroic demeanor.

Blake in front of me, his features are still three-dimensional, but more hard, clear contours, through the mature convergence, talk about not handsome, but the temperament of outstanding catch the eye.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

I shook my head instinctively, not wanting to believe that what was happening in front of me was real, that his hand had been reaching out to me, insistently.

My eyes had a slow look from his face to the hand he was reaching for, which was covered in tired scars.

But in the next second, it made my body stiffen again, my eyes nailed on the wrist of that hand at once, where it wore a very old brown leather chain, the center part was a shiny alloy plate, the chain seemed to be broken, I could clearly see the traces of repairing, it was no longer the original shape, just like Blake in front of me.

I remember this chain clearly, I bought it for Blake to wear on his wrist, the chain was cheap only because of the two big letters BD on the alloy.

I don’t know what the original designer meant, but the two letters are the first letters of Blake & Daisy. So I took the plunge and bought it, yanked it over Blake’s hand and put it on his wrist, with repeated instructions not to take it off.

I remember Jacob, who was following along, let out a howl and chased after me, “OH, No, you’re biased, why don’t you have mine? I want one too!”

I looked askance at Blake, who was grinning smugly, and said to Jacob, “If you can find the letters JD, I’ll buy you one too!”

The past is fresh in my mind, but the person in front of me is a different person.

I snapped my eyes up to meet his again, four eyes, and my lips trembled so much I mumbled, “Are you … you really Blake?”

His eyes flashed with a light and he nodded with certainty, “It’s me, Daisy!”

“Then how … did you come to be like this?” My voice trembled beyond control.