Predestined Marriage

Molly fell silent and then whispered, “How did you know he was going to send me home?”

Jessica laughed, “I guessed. Mr. Christopher is such a gentleman.”

Molly and Jessica were on good terms, so Molly didn't hide her thoughts.

She said directly, “There is something wrong with Mr. Christopher. He seems to be very smart and gentle. He insists on sending me home though he has a fiancée. He was a bastard.”

Hearing this, Jessica fell silent.

Molly thought that Jessica was thinking about whether Christopher was a bastard or not.

A moment later, Jessica asked, “Mr. Christopher insisted on sending you home?”

“Yes, but you missed my point.” Molly was tired. Jessica's thoughts seemed to be so different from hers.

“No. That's the point. What do you think of Christopher?” Jessica asked her.

“He is smart, capable, and handsome.” Molly came back to her senses, “But what does this have to do with me? He has a fiancée, though he insisted on sending me home. Does he want to cheat behind his fiancée?”

the more she felt

sleeping on the bed, frowned and kicked the quilt. He seemed

turned off the speakerphone, “Let’s talk about it tomorrow. It's very

to say something, but

was so drunk that he slept from the night

placed it on the table. She left a note reminding Carl to heat it

went out early because she needed to

or three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was dusk when

and it was

“Carl?”

Jessica closed the door.

No response.

her shoes and walked

Why?

it for him. Even if he had urgent matters, he would have finished the breakfast she

to the bedroom and gently opened the door. Carl

a moment and sighed. He hadn't woken