Marry Me or You Will Be Robbed

remained silent for a moment befo

ed, "Arrange a dinner with President

nt Davis," Ja

-floor office, Bill wore a white dress shirt with t

hree years ago. She had burned their photos and discarded ever

er see each other ag

riefly, he murmure

losed in the back seat. She only opene

rand estate in front of her and suddenly froze, her delicate b

ss said she hasn't seen you in three years

had passed. If not for Mr. Old Martinez's 80th bi

anywhere but home-she would have been willing

was coming down the stairs and, upon seeing De

u finally

ee her off. Delia's eyes were filled with despair and resignation

e getting married. Since she couldn't ch

ontact with everyone, not ev

g for a large sum of money. That was the first

le, now a married woman, looked

ed with elegant orchids at the collar. Th

nds, and dyed a chestnut brown that complemented her fair

irs, exuding the refined ele

, her tone lacking the softne

, taking Delia's hand

eight, her entire frame

d. "Was life in Ca

the answer she always gave whenever

If she didn't want to talk about so

, "Go upstairs and rest for a while. When you wake up,

tired. Nodding slight

. She easily found the guest room, took a hot s

, just as it always was-filled