The Seventh Bride

She knew that he was Charles Nangong, her newly married husband, and they had been entangled crazily over the night.
Her virginity which had been maintained for so many years was taken away by this rough devil. She felt so upset as long as she
thought about it.
Seeing Charles's arm was still resting on her waist, she frowned. When she carefully raised her hand and tried to push his hand
away from her, she realized that there was something wrong about Charles.
What was he doing? Was he shaking?
Yes, even though the room was dim, she could clearly feel Charles's body trembling, and the expression on his face was painful,
as if he was suffering from some unbearable pain.
It was said that Charles is a sick man. Was this the sickness happening?
Ivanka Bai moved a little aside instinctively, staring at him with a look of fear. The people of the Nangong family didn't tell her
how to deal with this unexpected situation!
She fell into a panic instantly, so flustered that she didn't know what to do at all, Charles suddenly leaped towards her and
pinched her neck precisely, while pinching he gritted his teeth to curse, "Why are you pestering me... why? ......why?"
"I...Help...!" Ivanka screamed while struggling to push his body.
Charles in front of her looked crazy, his behaviors were completely out of control, and no matter how hard she struggled and how
much strength she had, it was useless.
She finally knew how his six wives died, it turned out....
Just when she thought she was going to be his seventh bride who could not survive the wedding night, Charles suddenly let her
go, and then rolled over from the bed to the ground. His body curled into a ball, gritted his teeth. There was even blood flowing
out of the corner of his mouth.
Ivanka, who was breathing heavily, smelled blood, and realized that he might be in danger. So she couldn't care about the
previous grievances and hatred for the time being, grabbed the bed sheet and wrapped it around her body, going over to check
him after hurriedly getting out of bed. She wanted to turn on the light, but the light button in the room didn't respond.

Seeing Charles's reaction like an epileptic seizure, she scanned around, but there was darkness all around and there was no
suitable thing to put in his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue for suicide.
In a hurry, she stuffed her wrist into his mouth.
"Ah--!" A hysterical scream came out of her mouth, huge pain...!
Her scream finally disturbed the people in the house. Suddenly, there were waves of panicked footsteps at the door, followed by
silhouettes shaking in front of her eyes.
Ivanka didn't know anyone in the house or who they were. She was rescued from Charles's mouth in a trance. No one cared
about her, everyone was walking around Charles.
Doctors, masters, servants...their figures kept changing in front of her, vacillating, until Charles was taken out of the bedroom.
She spent the entire process in panic in the corner.
The bedroom was finally quiet, and Ivanka raised her numb left hand with difficulty, feeling her wrist badly injured.
Ivanka sat leaning against the corner for a long time and fell asleep in a daze. She didn't know how long she slept, and there
was a rough knock on the door. She was taken aback. She opened her eyes and realized that it was already bright. She was
about to stand up to open the door, but the door was pushed aside. A middle-aged female servant called Ms. He led two other
servants in and pointed to her on the bed, "Take her out."