The Supernatural Wife of the Paralyzed Young Master

Second Meeting!!

The sun began to return to its grievances, leaving its throne. Little by little the citizens of Seoul abandon their routine, and choose to regroup with their warm families. But there are also some residents who choose to continue their activities outside the home.

A girl is seen walking down the streets of the city alone. Many people passed by and passed by him, but none of them he knew. They were all strangers and he did not know them at all.

The exposure of the night wind that caressed the skin of her milk she let, even though the cloth attached to her body was in stark contrast to the cold air tonight unfriendly.

The girl who was none other than Helena, suddenly stopped her steps. Then the girl looked up, staring at the star-studded night sky. For some reason, Helena likes to see stars, especially when the sky is clear. Because he could see the stars.

"Miss, can you step aside a little, you're blocking the way!!" scold a man from behind. Helena turned her head, making her eyes with the man rubbing against each other.

The man looks round his eyes. He loudly exclaimed, calling out one name 'Nuwa' Helena squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her in confusion, and the man was none other than Delon.

Somehow Helena felt, if the name was so familiar and familiar in her ears. She's like she's heard it, but it's when and where, Helena doesn't remember.

"Nuwa, are you alive?! Is this really you, after all these years we haven't met, even you still look as young as you used to be. Nuwa, I miss you so much!!"

Then Delon took Helena into his arms, and she kept saying words that Helena did not understand at all. And he also repeatedly called out the name 'Nuwa' who was he? Whether she was a lover or perhaps the wife of this man in front of her, let alone her gaze implied a very deep longing.

Helena let go of the man's embrace forcefully, and pushed him away. He told Delon that he was not Nuwa, but Helena. "Sir, please let me go!! You've been wrong, I'm not Nuwa, but my name is Helena!!"

Delon was surprised to hear it, then he noticed the girl from head to toe. Delon shook his head, and looked at the girl in disbelief.

It was hard for her to believe what Helena said, there was no way she could have mistaken people. And Delon was very sure, if the one in front of him was Nuwa, not Helena.

"No, no, no...!! Nuwa, I know it's you. You can lie to everyone, including Rey. But you can't lie to me, I know it's you!!"

Helena jerked Delon's hand which touched her cheek violently. Then look at him sharply. "Sir, are you deaf or what? Or maybe you don't understand human language, so you don't understand what I'm saying. I'm not Nuwa, and my name is Helena!!" once again he confirmed that his name was not Nuwa, but Helena.

"Nuwa, you~!"

"Go away, you're blocking my way!!" he said and just left.

Along the way, Helena continued to grumble indistinctly. He had no idea what kind of nightmare he had last night, to the point of having to meet such an obscure person. He had told her, if her name was Helena, but still the man called her by the name of Nuwa.

"Basar crazy man, already told instead ngeyel. Actually who has that name is me or her?! By the way how similar I am to the woman named Nuwa, huh? I'm curious." Said the girl curiously. He spoke to himself, it was good that no one noticed him.

Helena became very curious about the woman named Nuwa. What does she look like with that woman?! Is really like a betel on the two sides. Then where did the woman go, to the extent that others had to think she was him. And if he's alive why not show up, unless he's dead.

Helena's body staggered backwards after accidentally bumping into the back of someone standing in front of her. Being too preoccupied with her thoughts, to the point that Elena did not realize that someone was stopping in front of her.

That guy also looked. They both make their eyes rub against each other. "Well, I'll call you back!" the man just disconnected his phone. "You okay?" said ascertained.

Helena nodded her head. "Yes, I'm fine. What is your back made of? Why field and hard," the girl grumbled, rubbing her forehead which had just collided with the back of a foreign man who was definitely Rey.

No response from the man. He said nothing to answer Helena's question.

"MASTER, MISS, WATCH OUT!! MOVE ON, MY BIKE IS BLONG BRAKE!!"

When the two turned their heads, Helena's eyes widened perfectly to see a motor speeding towards her. The motor seems to lose control, even the owner can not control it.

Rey swiftly pulled the girl's arm and made her fall in her arms. Not wanting anything fatal to the man, Rey immediately stopped the speed of the bike. He uses his power.

Helena felt her heart beating fast, while facing the chest of the field hidden behind the black shirt. Then she raises her face, and makes her gaze with Rey meet.

Rush the girl to escape from Rey and say thank you to her. Because if Rey hadn't acted quickly, she might have been wretched by now.

"Sir, thank you for saving me. Because of you, I was able to escape the accident. Oya, my name is Helena. Around here there is a cafe, what if I treat you as a thank you," Helena said as she looked at Rey expectantly. He hoped Rey would not turn down his offer.

Rey looked at the clock circling her wrist, then nodded her head. "I don't think it's a hunting idea. It's also dinner time anyway,"

Helena smiled at Rey's decision. The two then walked to the cafe. Helena is the type of girl who does not like to owe a debt of gratitude, so every time someone helps her, surely she will repay him with cash.

The girl suddenly stopped her steps, when she accidentally saw a man who was familiar to her, entering a cafe with a beautiful woman with shoulder hair. They both look close and familiar, even the man holding the hand of the beautiful woman.

Helena laughed disdainfully. He really did not expect that it would eventually be controlled by a crocodile. But that does not mean Helena will be silent, she will teach the man a lesson that is none other than her fiance.

If Bram can, then why can't he?!

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Seriate.