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Great Marshal: Marrying the Bridesmaid novel Chapter 67

Lacey was stunned. “What's the matter? You two know each other?”

Dawn replied, “He's the f**king trashman I've just told you about.”

Ha!

Lacey smirked. “Dawn, didn't someone say she'll kill that trashman if she ever sees him again?”

Dawn instantly blushed. “Shut up! I didn't say that!”

Then, she looked Zeke up and down. “If you have time, Lacey, you should go to the hospital for a health screening.”

Lacey asked, “Why? I'm not sick.”

“To get your eyes and brain checked properly,” Dawn replied. “Why would you get a trashman as your husband if there's nothing wrong with your eyes and brain?”

Lacey laughed and said, “You mean girl, you haven't changed a bit, have you?”

“Zeke, don't take it to heart. This girl has always been crazy.”

Zeke simply nodded his head.

He wouldn't bother to argue with this little girl.

Dawn looked at Zeke petulantly. “Well, you, a trashman, are not worthy of Lacey at all.”

“I'm f**king warning you, you'd better get a decent job and work hard to make money. If you can't pay a decent dowry, I will never f**king let Lacey marry you.”

Zeke was speechless.

What's wrong with this woman? Why does she keep cursing?

Not to be outdone, he retorted, “Lacey, why have you never mentioned that you had a younger brother before?”

Lacey burst out laughing.

Dawn shook her fists in anger. “Asshole, who are you calling a man?”

“Why do you keep cursing if you're not a man?” Zeke struck back. “By the way, you must be a fitness coach, right? You have well-defined pecs.”

Dawn was mad. “Argh, I'm gonna kill you.”

Lacey clutched her stomach as she laughed.

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