No One But You novel Chapter 27

“Why?”

I narrowed eyes and thought about it, “Price is more interesting. I can't afford to marriage. You know about my first marriage. He sold me even before he climbed into my bed."

“I won't sell you." His voice was so hoarse that it confused me.

I was touched inexplicably.

Was that a promise?

A promise from a man I'd known for ten days?

I looked up at him carefully. "Do you love me?"

He laughed, almost without pausing. "You wish."

"Ok." I shrugged, “It can have a clear price in a transaction, but I want love in marriage. If there is no love in a marriage, I give up."

"Do you still love that man?"

"No, but I have to take the time to dump him." I can't get rid of Daniel for time being. He was sticking to me like a dog plaster.

I am sleepy and tired, shaking my hand, “Stop, I want to sleep."

"Do you want to listen to my reasons?"

“The reason you want to marry me?"

He nodded.

Well, there was no harm to hear that.

He was sitting on the sofa in my room, and I asked Lucy to come up with dinner for me. While he was speaking, I was eating.

In fact, his reason was short. A sentence is enough.

"My family has arranged a woman for, but I don’t like her."

His reason was so funny that I looked at him with a spare rib in my mouth. "You mean, you like me?"

"You're more interesting than her."

"If you want to be interesting, you can buy a dog."

"A Dog can't give me a baby. You're pregnant with my baby anyway. I'll have a better chance of success if I go back and talk to them."

I looked at him unblinkingly.

He was good to me with propose. Finally I felt at ease.

I needed to know why others were nice to me.

Because there was no inexplicable love, only inexplicable hate.

"No. Why do you use me to argue with your family? I don’t care who you are marrying to.”

“Don’t you want to give your child a functioning family?"

"I'm not going to give birth to him."

"Josephine." He called me in a deep voice. "Do you know who you're talking to?"

"I wouldn't be sitting here in peace if you didn't want to talk to me." I fingered my chin and pretended to have a beard, thinking, "You don't want to marry the woman your family arranged for you, and I'm having your child, so you want to us?"

"Yes."

“But why should I agree? If I have a second marriage, it will be even more difficult for me to ger married."

“Marry me, you will soon fall in love with me, and I will try to be kind to you."

Oh, narcissism.

No one ever proposed like this.

When I was full, I collapsed on the sofa and counted my fingers lazily, “No, find someone else."

He gave me a push on the head. "Do you think you're a beauty?"

"I know best what I look."

"Give you a month to think about it." He stood up and made such a remark.

"Do you think I am a fool? The child has taken shape in a month. I won’t..."

Before I could finish, Calvin suddenly bent over me, took my face in his hands, and kissed me.

I had just finished my meal, but he kissed me on my greasy mouth.

If I had known it I would have eaten garlic.