Predestined Marriage

"He ... they're gone." Molly stuttered as his hand was still on her waist, supporting her.

She had never been so close to a man.

She even didn't get so close to the people in her age from her family.

"Can you stand firm?" Christopher's tone was serious and softened.

But as Molly saw it, he was teasing her.

Molly's face immediately turned red, and she did not argue anymore. She stammered, "Yes."

Only then did Christopher loosened her waist. He did it slowly to ensure she was on her feet, seemingly very gentle.

As soon as his hand left her waist, Molly jumped away.

"Thank you, for what you did..." She tried to tidy up her messy clothes and hair.

But the more she did it, the more disheveled she looked.

"Don't move." Christopher had to stop her.

and looked up

to her. He put her hand down and tucked her hair up. He lowered his head and found

because she was afraid that Christopher was angry at her. And she was worried that he would be even angrier if she didn’t

out why she was afraid of his

silent, not

bend down to

was stiffened, catching

took a slight breath when she

but his brows puckered.

why did he do

do such

spluttered hyperactively. She was nervous and

felt so hard

about her parents' reaction after she had scored three points in the math

time, at least she knew her parents would

she had no idea what Christopher

could not

felt Molly's stiffness. He raised his head and looked