CHAPTER THIRTY TWO

ANDREW

“I'll marry you.” That was the last thing he heard before drifting off to sleep.

The next day in the afternoon, Andrew woke up to Manny’s soft snores, last night was the warmest he had ever felt. He had slept for so long.

It looks like all the effort his father had put into his plan will go down the drain because he wasn't ready to let Manny go.

He recalled the last statement she said before he fell asleep, she had finally accepted his proposal, and it was for the better.

He'd be able to protect her if she was close, he would have to tell his lawyer to make an upgrade to the contract.

Manny mumbled and shifted in the bed as she woke up, fluttering her eyes open slowly.

Andrew’s face was all over hers looking at her with an expression she couldn't decipher.

Love? No, she was getting ahead of herself, maybe likeness then, it was better to start little.

She looked back at him in admiration. This was the second time they were sleeping in the same bed, together. But this time, sh