Chapter 1 Just a stand-in even sleeping with him

The party had come to an end and the tables were in disarray. The middle aisle had been decorated and now only trampled flower petals remained. Alice timidly walked over to Tony and watched him drink the glass of wine, said heartily, "You've already drunk quite a lot, don't drink anymore." He turned his head to look at her with a hint of anger, growling at her with some slurred words, "None of your business, get out!" Alice froze, but still stubbornly tried to grab the refilled glass, only to have him fling it away. Wearing high heels, she lost her weight for a moment and stumbled a few steps before stopping. Her ankle was broken and she drew in a breath of cold air, holding it back. The people around her couldn't bear, advising her in a peaceful manner, "Tony has drunk, so don't be angry, sister-in-law. Teach him a good lesson when he is sober." She sniffed and narrowed her gaze. But still, she could only nod good-naturedly. The midnight hullabaloo ended and it was only then that Alice had the chance to drag him back. Today is their big day. Alice is still a little unresponsive to the fact that the man she has secretly liked for years has finally become her husband. What she had fantasized about became a reality, but the process is arduous. After the wedding banquet finished, Alice dragged Tony to the bed with a painstaking gait. Tony suddenly pulled her underneath him and kissed her, leaving her breathless. Alice froze, thinking it was a dream. But the warmth of the touch and the kiss with wine smell invaded her nerves. The man in front of her was trying to undo her skirt, and even drunk as he was, the technique was first class and precise. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about this scene. It was only now that it was actually happening that she found her head was blank and didn't know how to react. There was no foreplay, it went straight in. The pain of the penetration tearing through her could not help but almost gnash her teeth. Only when he slowed down did she realize that someone was clumsily kissing the tears dry from her face. The pain is beginning to fade and the pleasure is spreading little by little. As he did so, he murmured and murmured, "Kathy, Ran don't be afraid. I'll protect you, it doesn't hurt." For a moment, the whole thing felt like being thrown in a cellar of ice, that bone-chilling cold that pulled her from her pleasure. All night he had been calling another person's name over her, and she had been disqualified from enjoying it. How could Alice have ever imagined that he would take himself for Cathy? Claiming again and again, shoving all the feelings that didn't belong to her. Was she herself just a stand-in even sleeping with him? When Tony woke up at dawn, he looked at the person next to him, a touch of disgust drifting in his eyes, "Why is it you." Alice also slowly turned her head and looked at the person next to him. "Alice, how come I didn't realize you turned out to be such a bitch. You can do anything for an end." With a sneer, her heart is as cold as the ice cellar, cold to the bone. She just stared at him, undaunted, her tone tinged with a touch of sadness and indifference, "I don't know, I guess I was born to be such a bitch." He lifted the covers straight off and went to the bathroom to take a shower, as if he was afraid that he would be killed if he got something on her. Alice laughed hard, not to speak. The remaining tears drained from the corners of her eyes before she closed them and hid the glimmer of despair beneath her lids. In the bathroom he was taking a shower and Alice got up from the bed to look at her ankle, which was all swollen up. There were a few sudden rattles in her clothes on the floor and she walked slowly over to pick it up. The remark was intimate and she already knew who it was without having to ask. She answered, "Hello." There was a pause there before she spoke, "Alice?" The sweet, gentle voice carried a touch of hesitation, and Alice answered without hesitation. The person on the line snorted, and before they could both say a few words, Tony directly appeared with a bath towel around him. 2