"Do you know Chloe Murphy?" Jirawut asks Penelope.
Penelope nodded. "Yes, we went to school together. don't tell me she is your wife too?"
"yes," Jirawut said.
"wow, I can't believe it," Penelope said. "I mean, well, you're a very handsome man, but, well, there are many nice guys in this world... what makes you different from all of them?"
"I can't tell you that," Jirawut said. "But I can tell if you become my wife, I'll show you."
"you promise?"
"I promise."
"Chloe is the owner glass factory. I think you should talk to her," Penelope said.
"Okay."
The next day, Jirawut and Penelope ventured into the heart of the town to visit Chloe's glass factory. As they entered the facility, the rhythmic clinking of glass echoed through the air.
Chloe, a tall and confident woman with fiery red hair, noticed them and approached with a smile. "Penelope! It's been a while. Who's this handsome gentleman?"