Silas Eastwood looked calm, and with a hint of grievance, he asked rhetorically, "Doesn’t Miss Langley want to take responsibility?"
The way he looked, if Sharon Langley dared to nod, she even suspected he might cry.
The words stuck in her throat, unable to be spoken, and then she thought of Isaac Eastwood. Sharon Langley self-mockingly smiled and said, "Sir, I suppose you know I wasn’t a first-timer last night, and I was even..."
Before she could finish, Silas Eastwood interrupted as if prepared, "I know, but a woman’s chastity isn’t just beneath her skirt."
With one sentence, Sharon Langley was suddenly touched.
Silas Eastwood continued, "A woman’s many beautiful qualities are far beyond virginity."
Moreover, he knew what Sharon Langley had experienced.
He simply felt heartache for the experiences she had been through.
Sharon Langley stared blankly at him. These words, Isaac Eastwood had also said once, but now...
She quelled her emotions and asked, "So, how do you want me to take responsibility?"
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Just because of this one sudden night, he decided they would have a flash marriage?
Silas Eastwood continued, "Although I’m not a super rich bachelor, I can definitely take care of you."
Sharon Langley glanced at the car he was driving, not particularly high-end, about thirty thousand dollars, quite average.
But such a sudden flash marriage...
She was still a bit hesitant.
Silas Eastwood continued, "Miss Langley, I’m only giving you half a minute to decide."
Sharon Langley almost lost it. What can you decide in half a minute!
She had just started to ponder the issue seriously when the man in front of her started counting down. Sharon Langley’s mouth twitched, and she gave in, "Okay, a flash marriage it is!"
After all, her situation wasn’t great anyway, and since this man wanted to marry, she might as well oblige him.
In less than half an hour.
The two got their marriage certificates, two glaring red books.
Silas Eastwood looked pleased, held Sharon’s hand, and snapped a photo with the marriage certificate, captioning it: [From now on, I have a wife.]
Sharon Langley unintentionally saw his caption, and her face heated up a bit.
They had only known each other for a night, yet he was comfortable calling her wife, wife.
For some reason, she didn’t find it particularly off-putting.
As Sharon Langley was about to put her phone away, Silas Eastwood looked at her as if saying: I posted it; aren’t you going to make it public?
Their eyes locked for a few seconds, and finally, Sharon Langley gritted her teeth and posted on her social media too.
However, her post was simple, just a photo without any extra captions.
Silas Eastwood was a bit dissatisfied but didn’t force her. He then pulled out a key and said, "This is the key to our marital home."
Sharon Langley was surprised. Didn’t he say his conditions weren’t great? How had he prepared a wedding home so quickly?
Silas Eastwood said, "My family has been anticipating my marriage; they’ve been ready for a while."
Sharon Langley took the key, only to hear him add, "Three-bedroom, one living room, not big, just a hundred and eighty square meters."
"Remember to come home tonight."
With those words, Silas Eastwood got in the car and left.
Sharon Langley looked at the key in her hand, and then at the direction he departed, and her dazed mind finally started to clear.
Did she just have a flash marriage with a total stranger?
In the past, she wouldn’t have dared to think of such a thing.
At that moment, the melodious sound of a phone ringing began.