Kapitel 22: Am I That Ugly To Be Your Husband?
Her Psychology class finally ended. She saw Lewey run outside and it was like: why she expects he'll talk to her? In the first place, she doesn't want everyone to know that they knew each other.
There is nothing they will talk about, so why she is like sulking now? Does she really just expects him to say something?
Why does she care so much now? They have no relationship, to begin with. Everything is just an act.
To ponders their circumstance, Lewey knew her secrets. He knew her status very well. Maybe she needed to talk to Lewey about his crazy idea. How if her aunt Claire heard about it? What she will go to do then? But, she doesn't like to be in arrange marriage either, like Lewey.
She could sense that he is doing this because his grandfather wanted him to marry someone sooner.
Chelsca was on her own thoughts when someone grabs her on the corner. "Who the-" she found out that it was Lewey.
"What do you want?" she asked harshly and pull her hand from his grip.
"Don't go..." he told her afterward.
Chelsca stares at Lewey and thought, he actually is waiting for her. Ugh, why suddenly her heart gone excited? "What?" Chelsca tried to harden her voice.
"I said, don't accept your friend's invitation to go to Las Vegas."
"And who are you for me to listen to you?" she was actually astounded to his assumption.
"Because we are going on a date to celebrate your birthday."
Then there is more than news to surprise her. She laughs in an insulting way. "Really? And why is that? You're not even my boyfriend," she snaps out.
"Yes. I am not your boyfriend, but I am your soon-to-be husband."
"Huh? Are you out of your mind? Looks like, you need to see some professional!" she blurted out. Still amazed at this guy's impudence.
"I already told grandpa that we are getting married sooner."
Her mouth dropped open. "Say it again? Are you insane? We are just pretending! You just dragged me to your crazy game which in the first place, I did not give you consent!"
"Why you were so exaggerating on refusing me? Am I that ugly to be your husband?"
Chelsca felt that her mouth not only dropped on the floor but even buried to the core of this Earth. She doesn't know whether to laugh.
"There should no physical basis when it comes to love or marriage!" she quoted.
"Then? Why you were refusing me? Is my wealth are not enough?"
Chelsca wanted to roll on the floor to laugh on her belly.
"Unless are you married to someone secretly? You aren't married to anyone yet, right?" Lewey said.
Her eyes widen from his theory. You're joking me!
"Then? Besides, I am prepared to ask your uncle's blessing."
And this made her work out. "Don't you dare involve my uncle here!" she was hysterical this time. Her uncle should not know about this!
"What made you afraid of?" Lewey seems to tease her.
"I am not afraid! Just don't bother him! I got enough dealings with my Aunt Claire! You don't need to add the pressure!"
"The pressure of what?"
"Stop bothering me this marriage thing! I will engage to someone so stop your illusions!" she slips out.
"What? And who that be?" Lewey asked, and she could sense the anger in his voice.
"What you care?" She turned around but Lewey grabs her elbow.
"I'm asking you who is he?"
"You don't need to know who. And speaking of it, he will be here on my birthday, so you don't need to bother yourself, and don't ever approach me again." she snatched her arm and walk away from him.
"Chelsca!" he calls out her.
But she did not listen to him and continue marching heading outside this building. What the heck? She was forced to say something like that!
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