Chapter 157 The Mountain Man Named Woolf

"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

“Who does she think she is? I won’t marry her even if she is the last woman on earth,” said Hiram Rong.

“Marry into a family with tens of billions of assets? How lucky I am! I won’t be so foolish as to break off the engagement. At worst, I can receive money as part of the divorce settlement,” said Rachel Ruan.

Their great-grandfathers made a pact about their engagement a hundred years ago...

and locked the door behind him.

Rachel heaved a sigh of relief.

She checked her pockets. She had no money left, and her cell phone had already been taken away.

The wind was blowing outside the window. It looked like it was about to rain.

When it was finally dark, Rachel was still thinking about ways to escape. She had thought of several ideas, but it seemed like none of them would work. Woolf was still outside the door.

She couldn't fall sleep either. She sat on the bed, holding her knees up to her chin. Time passed bit by bit, but she still couldn't find a way to escape.

A while later, when she was still sitting on the bed staring blankly at the wall, the door opened.

Woolf came in.

"No! Since you're already my wife, you should sleep with me tonight. Otherwise, if Boss Zachary takes you away soon, I may not get anything!"

With that, Woolf locked the door from inside.

He switched on the only bulb in the room which emitted a dim light, and walked towards the bed.

He had untied the waistband of his trousers as he spoke.

Rachel widened her eyes and shouted loudly, "Woolf! Don't you want to have a son? Calm down! Or you'll provoke the gods!"

"I don't care about having a son now! I live for the moment, not for the future! Don't try to trick me!"

Woolf dropped his pants and climbed on top of Rachel.

"Let go of me!"

Rachel shouted. She used all her strength to try to push him away, but it was in vain. Woolf was too strong!

Just then, The door was kicked open without warning.