Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

Chapter 262: Mistake Him as Someone Else

"Ah! Let me down! Vincent, how can you be in my room!?"

"Shut up!”

Even at this time, Nicole still thought of him as a Vincent. How helpless Samuel was.

"And you're mad at me? I am your sister-in-law! Nicole blew up.

What was wrong with Vincent?

Didn't he know that he should keep a distance from her?

Didn't he know Samuel would be jealous?

She struggled and even began to kick and punch him, oblivious to her pain and exhaustion.

She just had one thing in her heart. She couldn't let Vincent stay here. She couldn't let him keep

holding her.

Nicole waved her arms and somehow slapped Samuel in the face, leaving both Samuel and Nicole

stunned.

"Well, I didn't mean to do that, but you must let me down. I'm your sister-in-law." Nicole said weakly,

with a look that made

Samuel angry.

"Shit!" He blurted out the swear word.

Nicole was definitely not normal. She could even force a man of high culture to swear.

But Nicole didn't feel that way.

"How can you swear? I'm your..."

Before Nicole could finish, Samuel threw her onto the bed. The next moment, he was on top of her, and

before Nicole could

fight back, he quickly kissed on Nicole's lips.

Nicole felt her brain was totally stunned.

What was going on?

She was forcibly kissed by Vincent?

How could that be?

If Samuel found out about this, he would be mad!

Nicole struggled so hard that she even bit Samuel.

A faint smell of blood hung between their lips and teeth.

Samuel was so hurt that he had to let her go.

"Are you a dog?"

"How could you do this to me? Get the hell out of here!"

Nicole lifted her foot and kicked Samuel's crotch. It was so precise and made him scared.

Samuel narrowly avoided Nicole's attack, but Nicole picked up the vase from the table and smashed it

right into Samuel's

head.

"Lam your sister-in-law! How dare you do this to me? Vincent, you want to die, don't you?"

Nicole's eyes were red with anger.

What a jerk!

How could he do this to her?

Even if they were in the mountain and there was no woman, he could not do anything to her.

Samuel snatched the vase from her hand, looked at Nicole, who was on the verge of tears, and sighed,

"Have your eyes on

your head? Will you take a good look at who I am?"

"Who else could you be? Aren't you Vincent? I tell you, I..."

"Nicole!"

Samuel wanted to crack open her to see what was inside? How could she be so sure that he was not

Samuel?

Nicole was taken aback by Samuel's anger.

She suddenly felt that the man before her looked more like Samuel.

"You... don't look at me like that. Just because you look like your brother doesn’t mean I can't do

anything to you. If you dare to

do anything to me, I would destroy you. You already have Joseph, and you don't have to afraid of not

having a child."

What she said made Samuel's mouth twitch.

"Nicole, you've got the guts. You've never met Vincent, but you can take your husband as Vincent for

granted. How much do

you want to see Vincent? Huh?"

Samuel was so angry that he felt a pricking pain.

Nicole still didn't understand it and stared at Samuel, oblivious to the awkwardness of having only a

small shirt to cover her.

She was black and blue all over, and even her tattoos could not hide the bruises.

Seeing her in such a daze, Samuel sighed and said, "In your eyes, is Vincent such an open man?"

"You're not Vincent?"

"What do you think? When did I say I am Vincent?"

Samuel said helplessly.

For the rest of his life, he didn't want to mention the embarrassment of being mistaken by his wife for

someone else.

Nicole dared not believe him.

"Wait! Don't you come over here. You say you're my husband. How can you prove it?”

Nicole's remark made Samuel laugh.

"How can I prove it? Nicole, are you stupid? Can't you feel I am your husband? I am so worried about

you these days and

rushed here to see, but you tell that you don't know me. Did I spoil you, or you got stupid after falling

into the sea?"

Samuel's words were harsh, and Nicole felt embarrassed, but she said defensively, “How do I know if

you're my husband?

Although your aura is like his, my husband would not throw me on the ground so rudely. And doesn't

my husband have a twin

brother? Samuel can't get away now, and I..."

"You have a red mole on the left of your butt. Would you like to check it out by pulling down your

pants?"

Samuel just interrupted Nicole. If she went on, he might be pissed.

Nicole's face was flushed immediately.

No one really seemed to know anything about such a private affair except his parents and Samuel, let

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Nicole was now certain that it was Samuel, but when she remembered the mess she had made, and

looked at Samuel's angry

face, she suddenly said, "How could you say that? Who would take off their pants in front of you? Get

out!"

"Go out? You drive me out? Nicole, you really got the guts, don't you?"

Samuel went straight to bed, tried to control her, but scared Nicole.

"Leave me alone! Go away! Go away!"

She patted Samuel, as if she was really trying to repel him.

Samuel's face changed a little.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, I'm in pain, I'm aching all over!"

Nicole began to look weak when she saw that Samuel didn't go out.

Are you kidding me? How could Samuel not know her mind?

She mistook her husband for someone else, and now if she admitted her mistake, she might be

punished by Samuel.

Nicole was now feeling like she was falling apart, and if Samuel didn't let her go, she might pass away.

So, she could only play tricks.

"How can you be my husband?" Nicole said miserably, squeezing out a few tears. "You hit me so hard,

and you are like my

enemy. My husband wouldn't do that to me. See, I'm black and blue all over, and now it hurts when I

touch the skin."

Samuel could have continued to be tough if Nicole had kept yelling at him, but now seeing Nicole's

tears and the bruises all

over her. She felt heartbroken.

"Wrestling and getting hit are the first step in learning to fight hand to hand."

He sighed, took the medicated oil rubbed it on his hand, and began to rub Nicole's bruises.

"Oh, ouch, ouch! Take it lightly! It hurts!” Nicole yelled.

Nicole felt so painful that she burst into tears.

Samuel was distressed, but he knew that if the bruises didn't go away, Nicole would feel worse.

"Hold it. If the bruises don't go away, you'll want to die tomorrow."

Samuel's voice was low, and he rubbed it as soft as possible, but Nicole still howled.

Macon was listening to them outside, somewhat sympathetic to Nicole.

Only a handful of people had ever been treated this way by Samuel. Seeing nothing happened, he just

turned and left.

Nicole screamed with pain as if she were being tortured. And when she learned that this guy was

Samuel, she played

coquetry.

"Samuel, you are a jerk! You are so hard to me! Ah! It’s painful!"

As Nicole swore, Samuel raised the corners of his lips gently.

"Didn't you say you are not afraid of pain and say you are my sister-in-law?"

"Stop it!”

Nicole felt ashamed. It was estimated that the most faceless time in her life.

It was embarrassing for her to tell Samuel how much she missed him.

And apparently, Samuel thought of that.

He laughed even louder.

"Stop laughing!"

Nicole was a little sullen.

But Samuel laughed even more.

"I said, stop laughing!!" Furious, Nicole sat up and put her hands over Samuel's mouth. What she didn't

know was that when

she sat up, she happened to show her most alluring part in front of Samuel.

Samuel breathed heavily, and his eyes grew eager as he looked at Nicole.

He breathed in her scent as his mouth was muffled by her hands.

Samuel suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked Nicole's hand.

Nicole felt an electric current slip through her hand, and she immediately let go her hand. In the panic,

she was already

wrapped around by Samuel who flipped her over and pressed against her.

"Are you seducing me?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Nicole was horrified to discover that her clothes were messy and that, most of all, she had taken off her

clothes herself.

At the thought of it, Nicole's face turned as red as a ripe peach, which made Samuel couldn't help

himself.

"You little goblin."

Samuel felt his throat tight. He lowered his head and kissed her on the mouth. Regardless of Nicole's

struggle, Samuel just

occupied her.

His worry and miss for her, at this moment, completely erupted out. How much he wished that he could

crush her into his

flesh and blood so that he could take with her wherever he went, lest he would always worry about her.