Chapter 7: I Will Marry You
After Selene counted for several hours and seconds in an attempt to enter the dreamland, she finally saw morning light from the half-opened curtain. Dawn had arrived.
She propped herself up on her elbows and leaned her back on the bedside, waiting for the man to wake up.
Not having washed her face or brushed her teeth the previous night, with the light makeup still on her face and messy hair, she must’ve looked like a scary ghost from a Japanese horror movie.
When Clint opened his eyes, his reaction was exactly what she had expected.
Clint looked at her with surprised eyes, his face going blank for quite a while. He then rubbed his head and finally got up. He squinted his eyes and frowned. “Miss Morris, why are you here?”
This situation wasn’t like in the movies, where the drunk strangers who had made love would wake up the next day naked, next to each other. That was because Selene, unlike the women in the movies, was not used to being naked in front of strangers, so she put on her clothes as soon as they had finished having sex.
Maybe Clint was the same, as when he asked the question, he realized that he was naked, and his reaction hinted that he was not comfortable with the predicament they were in.
Last night, Selene had thought of him as someone who enjoys the bachelor life, sleeping with various women in one-night stands. But his expression revealed that this was not the case with Clint.
Selene managed to smile in a casual way. “Last night, I saw you when I was on my way home. You were really drunk and needed some help, so I offered it. I drove you to your apartment.
”And then?” He asked, suspecting the answer.
”When I was ready to leave, you took my hand. You can probably guess what happened after that even if you don’t remember it.”
Clint touched his forehead as if thinking something. He then pulled the sheet to cover his naked body, which revealed the red marks on the bed.
Clint stared at the blood marks with disbelief, then looked at Selene. Though his expression was cold as always, his voice trembled. “Sorry, Miss Morris. I didn’t know-”
Selene despised him, but she pretended not to care. “Mr. Denovan, you don’t need to worry. It was an accident, after all.”
”It’s my fault. Miss Morris, if you need any compensation, please let me know. I will do what I can.” Clint looked at her with bloodshot eyes and a worried expression.
Selene was just calm and regarded his explanation as finding a solution when dealing with a whore. But he was at least a gentleman.
Her original intention to do this came into her mind, and she hesitated that it may be a great opportunity to make Joseph lose his job or ask for a large amount of money to ruin Joseph’s dignity.
But at last, when she glanced at his meticulous expression, she felt that it was the right time to crack a joke. “If I ask you to marry me-” Selene drew out her words.
Clint blinked his eyes and kept silent for a while. Finally, he nodded his head. “No problem. I will marry you.”
Selene’s jaw dropped.
Her request had only been a joke. They were far from a couple.
Selene said nothing. Clint frowned. “But my schedule in the next months is very busy, so we may not have time for a marriage ceremony. We could register first. Is that okay with you?”
Selene smiled incredulously. She could not believe what she was hearing. “You must be joking. Asking for marriage after a one-night stand?”
Clint’s facial expression gave away no emotion, but he looked at her sincerely. “I’m not joking. I would like to take responsibility for this. I hope you will think about my offer carefully.”
Selene couldn’t remember how she left his apartment. She vaguely remembered that Clint wanted to drive her home, but she refused.
Selene had imagined all of Clint’s possible reactions for when he would wake up. She expected him to be red with anger, pretending not to know what was going on, offering her lots of money to forget the whole thing and keep quiet about it, or asking her to be his long-term sexual partner.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
But one thing she did not expect was for him to offer to marry her.
That was ridiculous and absurd.
Clint was a billionaire with a good head on his shoulders. Why would he possibly consider marrying a woman after a mere one-night stand?
Moreover, rich men from the upper classes tend to be very discreet with their marriages.
Selene did not know him well enough, so she thought that there might be something wrong with him.
One week later, Clint came to her store to fetch his customized suits. Everything seemed normal, and he behaved the same way he did on his regular visits. He glanced at Selene, who was busy working on a piece of clothing. The assistant handed him his suits, and he thanked her in his usual polite but nonchalant way.
After taking his suits, Clint walked over to Selene.
Selene could not pretend not to see him, and she looked up, smiling politely. “Hi, Mr. Denovan.”
Clint wore a slight frown on his face. “Miss Morris. Have you thought about what we had discussed last time? I will be available next Monday, and if you are also free, we could register for marriage on that day.”
Selene froze, unsure how to explain to him that she had only joked when she had requested that they marry. What she really wanted was for him to fire his employee, Joseph Geoffrey.
Before she spoke, her mobile phone rang, and she saw on the screen that it was calling. She suddenly became agitated and angrily tapped the ”reject call” option on her phone.
She turned to Clint. “No problem. I’m available at any time.” She said without hesitation.