ething fake," Rob Stark said indifferently. His tone was as c

ve laughed out loud. Hearing the words "marriage is not a game" come out

met him when she was seven until now, they had met exactly three times in eighteen years. Aside from their names, they kne

edicine today?" Chloe blurted o

tark:

he said, "You need a backer. Marrying me is much safer than a fake engagement. If we marry, you be

not a bully," Chloe shot back, her mout

tark:

ibly twitched. He couldn'

regretted them. She bit her lip, desperately wanting t

Just as she was trying to think of a way to sal

knock

they were pounding against C

b said, his f

nto the room, he felt the icy tension in the air. He stole a glance at Mr

efully, "the car is ready. You n

up, scribbled a string of numbers on a stick

'1", his physical presence felt like a heavy weight pressing down on her. His per

nd cufflink at his wrist caught the light, making Chloe squint. "I'll be o

if possessed, clutching

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on the sofa. Between her slender fingers, she held one of his brand-new crystal wine glasses, filled with th

d at the sight of

ng my wine. If this isn't for a celebration, I'm throwi

hol, making her look much healthier. The sight instantly drained half o

ining half-bottle, pouring himself a glass. "S

her head l

re celebrating. You're just drinking your sorrows away. Chloe, g

arriage isn't a game and shouldn't be used as a bargaining chip. So

f

just sipped spra

d for a good while before managed to gasp