Chapter 897
Martin Weiss once again felt breathless at the thought of Kyla Corbyn.
“No!” He rejected without thinking. “Marriage should be a happy event. A teardrop-like diamond sounds ominous!”
Hearing that, Paisley Daniels was unable to say anything more. She just said,
“Well… Let’s look at something else, then.
Martin, what kind of wedding ring do you like?”
“We’ll see. Why don’t we take our time
picking out the ring after we announce the wedding date?” said Martin Weiss.
Hearing that, a touch of disappointment flashed in Paisley Daniels’s eyes, but she managed to put on an understanding smile. She said, “Then we’ll just take
our time to pick out the ring after announcing the wedding date.”
Paisley Daniels then picked out another pair of diamond earrings before leaving the jewelry store with Martin Weiss.
“Ask the driver to take you back later,”
said Martin Weiss.
“What about you?” Paisley Daniels was
surprised.
“I have a few things to take care of. I’ll
call you later,” said Martin Weiss.
Paisley Daniels could only nod her head,
but as she stepped into the car, she
asked nervously, “Martin, are we really
setting our wedding date… on that day?”
“What’s the matter? Didn’t you say it was an auspicious day? The elders have already made their plans, so of course, we’ll set it on that day,” said Martin
Weiss.
‘Yes, the elders in our families have
confirmed it. I have nothing to worry
about!
‘I will marry Martin and become the mistress of the Weiss family!’
Paisley Daniels smiled, responded gently,
and got into the car.
‘The wedding date is set for six months
later. I’ll get everything I want… in six
months.
‘I don’t have to worry about Kyla Corbyn!’
After Paisley Daniels left, Martin Weiss walked along the road alone until he
came to a church.
It was a small church. Although it was
located in a downtown corner, it was a sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle of
the city.
He went in and saw that the church was
deserted at this hour. It was very quiet.
Inside the chapel, he walked to a statue
of Virgin Mary, quietly looking at the kind
Virgin Mary with a baby in her arms.
The woman had once stood in front of
the statue for a long time, even shedding
tears.
Back then, he had wondered why she
cried.
She said, “Because… I thought about Jesus’s fate afterward… I’d be distressed if my child had to suffer someday. I think
I’d kill to protect my child.”
He was baffled, not knowing why she would think of this and even cry about it.
‘Are women so sentimental?’
If it were someone else crying, he would have been impatient, but her tears would only make him feel distressed.
Even then… he had deliberately
approached her. Everything was only a
lie.
He thought that he and she would never
have children.
However, later on, she told him she was
pregnant.
