"So if I don't agree, are you going to say 'you have to marry me whether you like it or not'?"
Ivy Aretha raised her eyebrows at him, her gaze a little dazed. Upon closer inspection, the clear depths of her eyes showed some rippling water waves. The later part of her words had a choked-up tone, "Aren't you fond of forced marriages?"
Michael Gordon looked deeply into her eyes, a warm smile appearing at the corner of his lips. He lowered his head and pecked her lips, "This time, I won't force you. I'll just wait for your nod!"
As Ivy was taken aback, Michael's playful words drifted into her ears, "After all, whether you nod or not, you're already my wife!"
Giving her the opportunity to nod was just to make her happy!
After all, she no longer had the chance to shake her head!
Ivy Aretha: "..."
So this marriage proposal was just to make her happy?
But the truth was, she was quite happy!
