“Marry me.”
In the morning, after they had breakfast, she followed him to his study. This was what he said after they faced each other on the couch.
Last night, she didn’t expect that she would sleep straight through. Maybe because she’s no longer worried about how he’d react . . .
Right now, what they needed to do was come to an agreement on how to handle this matter. She gaped at him upon hearing his words.
“Uh, how is that a solution? That’s not necessary, is it?” She’s firm on this. They didn’t need to get married, only to divorce later. That’s going to be a hassle.
Klyde frowned at her. Well, he couldn’t say he didn’t expect her to oppose. This was within his predictions.
He deeply stared at her before responding, “It’s not exactly what I want but if Pops hears about thi
