I Married My Murderer. Now, He Streams Our "Perfect" Life
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Summary
I married my murderer.
After the wedding, I played the perfect, subservient wife. I always took off my makeup after he fell asleep and put it back on before he woke up.
My husband bragged about it on his livestream, saying this is the self-awareness every woman should have.
A viewer warned him in the chat:
[Run. Only skinwalkers put on makeup in the middle of the night. The more their stolen skin rots, the thicker the makeup. It won't be long before she changes skins and eats you!]
I covered my face and smirked.
Oops, forgot the concealer. The livor mortis is showing.





