Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 157

"Are you serious?" Woolf asked. He couldn't believe it was true.

The man who had brought Rachel there said to him with a smile, "You silly boy, you have my word! But our boss said he would kill you if she escapes! Understand?

Take this cell phone. Boss may call you at any time to ask about her."

Hearing that the pretty woman was definitely going to be his wife, Woolf became very excited. He stared at Rachel and grinned, showing two rows of big and yellow teeth.

Rachel was frightened. She took a few steps back and gritted her teeth, panic and fear filling her eyes. Even the thought of being killed on the way hadn't scared her this much.

She couldn't imagine what would happen if she became this man's wife.

If she had to marry him...

She would rather die.

The man who brought Rachel there gave Woolf the cell phone before leaving. Woolf put it carefully into his trouser pocket, then turned to Rachel, his eyes filled with lust.

"Stop! Don't come closer! Listen, there is a rule in my family. The groom isn't allowed to be intimate with the bride in the first three days after marriage!" Woolf was approaching, but Rachel's hands were still tied.

"Why can't I touch you?" Woolf asked, tilting his head. He looked so silly.

Rachel tried to hide her panic. She swallowed hard and looked at him. "Yes, since the bride leaves her parents behind, she has to keep her purity for the first three days to return the kindness of her parents!" she said.

"Three days... But I can't wait! My mom died before I could get married. My dad left me and went away with a woman, and I haven't seen him since then. Except the widow of the Zhang's, I haven't slept with any other woman. Since you're my wife, why can't I touch you now?"

Woolf seemed silly, but he spoke logically.

Rachel felt a headache coming on. She wet her chapped lips and squeezed out a smile. "If you want me to be your wife, you should follow the rule of my family. Otherwise, you will be punished!" she said.

"I'll be punished?"

"Yes, if you don't follow the rule for the first three days, it means you don't respect my parents, so you will die without an offspring!"

Woolf was shocked at her words. He hesitated for a while and said, "Without an offspring... You mean I won't have a son in the future?"

"Yes! After all, I was born there, so I have to follow the customs of my hometown. If I don't, even if I marry you, you won't have a son, and the marriage will be meaningless." Rachel continued to shift his attention by talking to him while stepping back little by little.

She saw a kitchen knife on the stone step.

"No! I must have a son! Or the others will look down on me!" Woolf said. Then he suddenly walked towards Rachel and said, "Be careful. Don't hurt yourself. There's a kitchen knife behind you!"

Rachel cursed internally. She smiled at him the same way he was smiling at her and said, "I'm starving. I haven't had anything to eat. Could you cook for me?"

Woolf thought about it, then he nodded. "Okay, I'm hungry too, so I'll cook for you. Wait for me here. Don't go anywhere else, you hear?"

Rachel nodded immediately.

When she entered the room, she was overwhelmed by a burst of stale smell. She frowned at the bed sheet. There were some rotten fruits beside it, and... a potty under the bed!

The room was filled with a disgusting smell.

However, she had no choice but to put up with it. Although the man acted silly, he seemed like he could be brutal. She didn't want to get on his bad side.

She took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress her nausea. She told herself to hold on, because she knew that if she wanted to leave this place alive, she had to endure things for a while and then look for an opportunity to leave.

Besides, it was only noon. Even if there was a way for her to escape, she had to wait until night came to do it.

After about an hour, Woolf came in with a bowl of rice in his hands.

The rice was almost burnt, and there were several spinach leaves on it.

"Here you are! Go ahead!" Woolf put the bowl down in front of her and gave her a pair of chopsticks.

"Thank you! Could you untie me? Or I can't eat." Rachel showed her tied hands to him and said, "Look! My wrists are already black and blue. They're hurting!"