37: We Are An Ideal Couple

7 Days Ago

"And what is that you propose, Mr Atkinson?"

My heart thumped.

Where was this dreadful feeling creeping in?

"Marry me, Miss Ford."

This guy, was he right in the head?

Why in the hell would he ask me this!?

"Mr Atkinson, I suppose we were planning on discussing cooperation against our common enemy. And, not..." I shook my head, taking a deep breath.

"Marriage is not a game, Mr Atkinson, " I said again, my fingers digging into my palms. Images of my Mom and Dad's marriage began to invade my vision.

"This will not be a true marriage, Miss Ford. I assure you of it." Aaron's tone was casual as if it did not bother him. "We don't have to bind ourselves with the vows."

Observing my silence, he raised a brow mockingly. "Or are you like those good girls who have been convinced by this hearsay from their childhood that marriage is a sacred reunion between two partners and that no deceit or fallacy must be in between them? Miss Ford, no one believes in such anymore."

I glar