Though their marriage hadn't been publicly announced, the rumor was already spreading like wildfire in their circle of friends.
For the past few days, the Whatsapp group had been bombarded with Bryan sending money in red envelopes.
"…"Avery rolled her eyes. It had been a week. Was this man abnormally picky? "If you're not going to drive, I'm getting out of the car."
Bernard didn't say anything but just glanced at her. His car was notorious for being easy to get into but difficult to get out of. She would gradually come to understand the meaning of this proverb.
"Are you satisfied with me telling you that my mom arranged a blind date for me?" Avery said, grinding her teeth. She silently cursed the man in front of her several times and even the eighteen generations of his ancestors from the Taylor Family.
Of course, she only cursed him in her heart. If she were to say it out loud, Bernard would help her "clean her mouth," which would only make her blush and her heart race.
