The Reborn Twin Sister

"You let go of me." Lanita struggled.

Kraig Weckman's strength was so strong that he easily dragged her to the bathroom, but when he was about to throw her into the bathtub, Lanita suddenly raised her foot and kicked hard at his crotch. Fortunately, Kraig Weckman listened to her "deeds" during the day and was ready to hide. He took the opportunity to grab her slender leg and she smoothly fell into the bathtub.

Lanita had no way to resist.

"Kraig Weckman, if you dare to touch me, I will kill you."

"In the past, you seduced me every night and wanna sleep with me. Now I will realize your wish."

"Used to, now I don't love you anymore."

"Who do you love?"

"None of your business."

"Silas Mcnutt?"

Lanita had always been bold and hardly hesitated: "Yes, I love him. The man I love most in the world is him. I warn you that we have just signed a divorce agreement. If you dare to touch me, it will be a crime. I will sue you and put you in prison."

Kraig Weckman had never been threatened by anyone in his life and would not be affected by anyone. However, just when Lanita said the first word, his heart was inexplicable and his blood was boiling. The more angry he was, the deeper the blue color of his pupils was.

The big hand grabbed her skirt and torn it hard.

"Don't --"

Lanita exclaimed. Her delicate skin were instantly exposed in his eyes. At the same time, the long and ugly scar on her chest also appeared in the bottom of his eyes, but he didn't look at her body and wound, but stared at the most embarrassing place-her left chest and looked at that small mole.

She's Alene Weckman, that's right.

But her character was completely opposite to Alene Weckman. He also asked Alene the question just now, but she couldn't answer it at all.

"Who the hell are you?" He questioned.

Lanita was completely flustered.

She held herself, "Don't touch me. I'm not my sister. I'm not your wife."

"Evidence." Kraig Weckman snapped, "prove it to me."

Lanita looked at his excited eyes and thought nervously. Maybe she had just recovered from a serious illness, or maybe her sister's body was too weak. Her breathing was getting faster and faster, and she felt she can't breath.

"I... I... feel awful."

"Don't play tricks with me."

"Really, I... I..."

Instead of holding herself, she clenched her fist and beat her heart, but she couldn't breathe, and her eyes immediately dulled.

Kraig Weckman watched her unconscious in the bathtub.

He frowned deeply: "Alene Weckman, I've seen enough of your tricks in recent years. Explain it to me now."

“……”

"Alene?"

Kraig Weckman reached out and touched her cheek, then check her breath, and finally put his hands on her breasts.

Her temperature was going down, her breath was weakening, and her heart was beating more and more slowly.

He pulled the bath towel and wrapped it around her exposed body. Then he picked her up in panic and strode to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jim Weckman eavesdropping at the door.

Jim Weckman smiled unkindly: "Brother, you and Alene are really..... I'm curious for a moment, so..."

"Go drive the car."

"Ah?" Jim Weckman looked down at Lanita, who was unconscious in Kraig Weckman's arms, and immediately nodded, "Oh."