Damian Knight naturally possessed a pair of obsidian-like black eyes, which appeared even deeper and brighter under the sunlight.
Sumr Monroe inexplicably felt a bit flushed.
She coughed lightly, using a joke to mask the weird feeling in her heart, "I know you’re rich. Did I marry a diamond bachelor or what?"
However, Damian Knight missed the point completely, furrowing his brows, "Old? I’m only three years older than you."
Sumr Monroe found his particular fuss about age amusing and said, "Three years, don’t you know that’s a generational gap?"
Damian Knight’s brows gradually furrowed tightly, forming a ’川’ character in the middle of his forehead, clearly having taken Sumr Monroe’s joke seriously.
Sumr Monroe said sowhat helplessly, "Just joking with you, you’re soone who really can’t take a joke..."
Previously, she had made a remark about ’devoting herself,’ which Damian Knight had kept bringing up. Now with ’a three-year generational gap,’ she completely understood that Damian Knight was a straightforward person who couldn’t take any jokes.
Sure enough, even after Sumr Monroe’s explanation, Damian Knight’s furrowed brow didn’t relax.
Only to hear Damian Knight say in a muffled voice, "Go wait for in the car, I’ll go get your clothes."
As he spoke, he turned around and walked inside.
"Hey..." Sumr Monroe hurriedly called out, but Damian Knight didn’t turn back, either not hearing or pretending not to.
Sumr Monroe frustratedly scratched her head.
Is he really angry? Is it that serious?
How do you make up for it? She’s never had to coax a man before...
Just as Sumr Monroe was feeling frustrated, she suddenly noticed a car stop by the roadside, and several familiar people stepping out.
Isn’t that Coralie Hughes and Mason Monroe?
Coralie Hughes’s hands were restrained by bodyguards, clearly being forcibly brought to the entrance of the civil affairs bureau.
What are Coralie Hughes and Mason Monroe here to do?
The answer was obvious—get married.
When Coralie Hughes plotted against her, she probably didn’t expect that instead of ruining her, she’d push herself into the abyss.
With Coralie Hughes’s personality, even if forced to marry Mason Monroe, could they live peacefully together? Fat chance!
Sumr Monroe raised an eyebrow, curling her lips playfully, and before the other party could see her, took the initiative to greet, "Coralie, Cousin Mason."
When Coralie Hughes and Mason Monroe saw Sumr Monroe, their faces darkened.
Especially Coralie Hughes, whose expression was as fierce as if wanting to tear her apart.
Sumr Monroe believed that if Coralie Hughes wasn’t being held by bodyguards now, she would really co up and scratch her.
Sumr Monroe feigned ignorance of why Coralie Hughes was looking at her like that, saying innocently, "Coralie, what’s wrong with you? Not in a good mood?"
Coralie Hughes’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, struggling and screaming, "Bitch! You set up! You did this, didn’t you?!"
Sumr Monroe’s eyes glinted with cold light.
Still daring to call her a bitch? Really hasn’t learned a lesson!
Sumr Monroe half-smilingly said, "Coralie, you seem to have a big problem with ... But it’s okay, I forgive you. By the way, what are you doing at the civil affairs bureau?"
This sentence undoubtedly shattered the last line of defense in Coralie Hughes’s heart.
She scread madly, "Bitch! I’ll kill you! Kill you!!!"
Sumr Monroe’s heart remained unmoved, at this mont Coralie Hughes being restrained by bodyguards was like a vicious dog with a chain, no matter how fierce, she couldn’t break free from the iron chain.
And this chain clearly would bind her for a lifeti.
Sumr Monroe unhurriedly glanced at Mason Monroe, whose face was equally unpleasant, "Cousin, you’re here too... Wait, you two, are you here to get married?"
User Comments
0 comments from readers