Chapter 183

I promise to play along with you

Vincent opened the passenger door and motioned for me to get in. I didn’t know if he deliberately dressed up today, but he didn’t have that tired, haggard vibe he usually had.

I strode over and ducked into the car. As I spoke, my tone was slightly distant.

“How’s Mrs. Jones doing?”

Vincent got in the car as well and turned his head to look at me. His eyes lingered on my neck for a couple of seconds, and he quickly put on a smile. He tried to hide the gloom in his eyes, but he still let out a sigh and shook his head.

“The scan determined that her cancer is already quite advanced. According to the doctor, she’s not doing great. If the medication controls the cancer well, she’ll probably live for another six months.”

I couldn’t help but feel a bit sad. Mrs. Jones was such a good woman, but her illness was so severe that her days were numbered.

Vincent pursed his lips. “Olive, thank you so much for making this trip. My mother will be very happy to see you.”

from the flight

forward, his

could you do me a

furrowed my brow and shuffled away, asking with some

you, and she always wanted us to get married. So… Olive,

thought I misheard him for a moment. “Vincent, do you

with a desperate expression. “I really don’t have a choice. You’re the only one who can help me with this, since my mother likes

I could only shake my head and refuse. I thought about Aaron, who was now my boyfriend. I wouldn’t dare to imagine how Aaron would

grew more desperate in response. “Are you reluctant to say yes because you're worried

You should know that I would never say yes, even if you’re desperate. This

his mother’s sudden illness, but I couldn’t play around with marriage just so she wouldn’t have any regrets. Even if he was a good friend, I

hadn’t forgotten about how

a marriage license, if we don’t submit the proper documents with the signatures then our marriage certificate would be invalid. I just want us to put on a little show for my mother. She’s been good to you for so many years, so could you please just do this one

me. I knew that if I refused again, he would grovel in the middle of the road and beg me to say yes.

like something was wrong. Vincent’s mother wasn’t an idiot-she would be able to tell if we were

a chance to think. I hesitated to answer him, but I saw a

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