My Wife is a Herbalist Practitioner novel Chapter 1

In the autumn of 2015, Sylvie Shaw was sitting on the train to H City from the countryside.

When she was nine years old, she was left in the countryside. Today, she was picked up for only one reason. The Shaw family wanted to marry her into the Orchid Villa.

It was said that the bridegroom in the Orchid Villa was terminally ill. The Shaw family had two daughters who were not willing to marry him, so they picked her up who had been fostered in the countryside and let her get married with him.

Sylvie sat on the bunk, holding a book in her hand. The door was suddenly pushed open, the cold wind was breezing.

Sylvie lifted her eyes and saw a tall straight figure come in.

Then he was in a coma.

Very quickly, a few men in black rushed in, "Boss, no one is here now, let’s kill him."

“There is.”

The scare man looked towards Sylvie.

Sylvie did not expect the man suddenly fell in her carriage would bring her a fatal danger. The scar man’s eyes were fierce, obviously he wanted to kill her.

Sylvie took a glance at the weapons in their hand, and then begged for mercy in panic, "Don't hurt me, I didn't see anything."

The scar man walked forward and looked at Sylvie, who was wearing a veil on her face. He could not see clearly her face but her eyes.

Her eyes were super bright and charming.

The scar man had never seen such a pair of beautiful eyes, at the moment he was captured by the heart. These days he had not touched a woman, so an evil thought emerged in his heart.

"We won't hurt you, pretty, but you must satisfy us."

Sylvie said, "I don't want to die, I'm so afraid. As long as you don't hurt me, I will serve you well."

The scar man could no longer help but rush up to press Sylvie under his body.

"Boss, you first, we'll kill this man first."

In the vulgar laughter, the scar man put down his weapon, stretched out his hand to pull the buckle of Sylvie.

But the next moment a hand clasped him.

The scar man raised his head and met her eyes. Now her pupils receded panic and weakness and were replaced by cold light.

"You!"

The scar man wanted to speak, but Sylvie stabbed a silver needle into the scar man's head.

The scar man directly fainted and fell to the ground with his eyes closed.

"Boss!”

A few men in black were in shock and wanted to come forward. At this time the man fell on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, took the men in black's weapon.

One by one, the men in black all fell to the ground.

It was lightning fast.

Sylvie sat up. She knew that the man was pretending to be in a coma, and the blood on his body was someone else's.