"I don't have a plan to tell you. I want to surprise you."
"Surprise? Oh come on Daerin, all we want is Graciella to be your wife and now that you are saying that wasn't her. I am already losing my mind. I hate surprises that way, you need to tell us who that is." The annoyed voice of his mom was starting to become apparent, just like how he wanted it.
Daerin smiled at how his planned work. He could already see how his parents were starting to get affected by his decision and this time he couldn't wait to give them more of those mind-boggling situations.
"She is the girl whom you hated the most just because she is poor and untidy. The one who sells pears. Yes, she's the one I will marry." Daerin smiled, the disappointed look of his parents, weirdly satisfied him.
