Victoria had to admit that at certain moments, mature men like Arnold Johnson could be a real poison for young girls.
"Are you married?"
When she asked this question, Victoria herself couldn't believe it. She didn't expect to ask such a question without any warning.
Arnold turned his head, looked at her, and saw her pretty nose from the side, as well as her long fluttering eyelashes, subtly tugging at his heart.
"Do you want to marry me now?"
"..."
"As long as you say yes, I'll get the wedding arranged tonight, and we'll get married tomorrow."
When he smiled, a long eyeliner appeared at the corner of his eyes, adding an endless charm to his look.
It was a pity that a man with such eyes could be so harmful to others.
His response was undoubtedly telling her that he had no wife.
"Why do rumors say you have a wife?" If Victoria wasn't curious about this at all, it would be a lie. It's just that she was even more curious than before since her current status was at stake.
