"So what?"
"They are holding two copies of the will." How could they be so stupid as to strike a stone with an egg if they know I'm with you? They're quite likely to destroy the will out of fear, and there's no evidence to back it up. Then Grandpa's efforts will have been for naught."
"So, what are your plans?"
"I'm not sure." I won't wait until today if there is a way.
"Don't say no to me." "I can promise you everything but this," he said.
"I didn't say I wasn't interested in marrying you...."
"Really?" "So you agreed?" he asked, holding up my face with a smile.
My mind is a jumble right now, but having Donald by my side for the rest of my life isn't awful! He came to my rescue countless times. He was so nervous when anything happened just now. There aren't many people in the world who can express their actual emotions as well as he can!
In any case, I'll have to marry someone sooner or later. If I'm going to pick anyone along the way, I might as well pick the one right in front of me. At the very least, I've had sex with him.
"Okay." I finally nodded after giving it some thought. "However, you must promise me that you would not make our marriage public." I realize it's unjust to you. s You are so dignified...."
"No issue,"
Instead of becoming enraged, he made a straight vow to me.
I was astonished at first, but flushed and added, "There's one more thing." Despite the fact that we have.... That thing, we must continue to respect each other's in the future. If one side does not desire something, the other cannot force her to do it...."
"All right, I promise." He gladly agreed.
"Aside from that, there's one more thing...." I was scared he would backtrack on his statements, so I rushed through all the conceivable scenarios. "Last but not least, I'm going to work for you." You won't be able to look after me in any wa special."
"Have you thought about it that way?" "You want to work in my company?"
Donald's point of view
Today' all of these wonderful things happen to me at the same time?
That is, not only can I marry her and confirm our marriage, but I can also see her on a daily basis. It's wonderful!
"I promise you."
I can't openly care for her. In private, I can tell.
"You can't impose your will on others in private!" She added, pouting.
When did this woman grow up to be so wise? She figured it out even before I did.
"I don't want to stay in it if I have to rely on your relationship." Even if I go to work, I have to go through the same interview process as everyone else!"
All applicants must have at least a master's degree. This girl appeared to be a undergruate??
"Do you agree or disagree?"
"I concur."
In any case, I had to consent first, no matter what request she made.
"Besides, if you don't have anything to do, you can't come to me." You can't let the world know about our relationship. You can't interfere, no matter what occurs."
Is she going to act as if she doesn't know who I am? I will never stand by while she is bullied!
"It's all up to you." What could possibly go wrong while I'm in charge? Besides, everyone understood what I was saying with only a glance from me, so I didn't have to say anything. So it's not my fault.
"And then...." she pondered for a moment, unable to come up with anything she asked, "You have to tell me the truth, why me?"
Why?
This question was far too straightforward!
"I only want you out of the entire universe." I stared her down and replied, "Seriously."
This is exactly what I'm talking about.
The kidnapping had already made me aware of my emotions, and the car accident had brought my heart into sharp focus. Even I can't believe how much I can love a girl in such a short period of time! Was this the will of God?
I noticed her face reddened slightly and her eyes lowered as soon as I concluded my sentence. She had a very cute appearance.
"I don't want to lose you like the last time." "So don't waste time," I murmured, taking her hand in mine. "Come with me to the Civil Affairs Bureau."
"Hey, Donald...."
"Take your time. "I swear I'll give you everything."
Trista's point of view
For a brief period, my heart warmed up.
The car came to a halt at the Civil Affairs Bureau's entrance. Donald took my hand in his and moved ahead. Professionals were waiting for us at the gate to service us. I had the impression that with him, I was treated with far more solemnity than usual.
"Congratulations, Mr. Donald and Miss Trista," Please, this way. We've planned ahead of time and won't waste your time."
I didn't expect getting the marriage certificate to be so simple. I snapped a picture, signed it, and then got the certificate.
"Take care, Mr. Donald and Mrs. Donald. Wishing you a wonderful marriage!" The staff said goodbye as they opened the door.
I couldn't believe I'd acquired the marriage certificate with Donald until I got in the car. I flipped through t in my fingers and found a snapshot of Donald and myself smiling. It was a little warm.
A kiss landed on my forehead. "Make a seal, and it will come into force from now on," Donald said before I could react. "Until the end of my life, I shall be accountable for you."
When I arrived home, I still hadn't gotten adjusted to our connection. I went to start the bath and get dressed for a shower.
"Put this on." He thrust a crimson suit into my arms.
When I opened it, I noticed a set of sultry garments with lace edges, an appealing V collar, and, most significantly, an empty back of the buttocks.
My face was red-hot.
"I bought it the last time I went shopping."
"How come I don't know?" "I can't wear this style."
"How will you know if you don't attempt it?" His eyes twinkled with love, and the smirk at the corners of his mouth was both attractive and sinister.
"Return it." I wanted to put it back in the closet, but he stopped me.
"I'd like to watch you put it on."
"No."
"We already have our marriage license," "Do you not provide me with any benefits?"
"No way!"
The clothing were torn apart while we were battling. Both he and I were surprised when he came to a halt.
When I picked it up, I noticed that the hole on my buttock had widened and appeared to be more exposed.
"So you believe it's a little too conservative for you?" He said with his brows lifted.
"If you don't let me go, I'll be furious."
"All OK, all right." He smiled as he stuffed the garments back into the closet.
I was about to go as I picked up a suit of clothes. "Trista, well...." he replied, looking at me.
"Shut up!" I'm not going to listen to him any longer.