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"If you are so worried about my fate, I will marry the first man I meet!" Emily hung up and muted the phone. The conversation with her grandmother was over. She turned around and bumped into the man behind her. "I agree!" the stranger declared with a joyous smile. "What do you agree to?" she did not understand. “What do you mean, what? If I understood everything correctly, you just promised your grandma that you would marry the first person you meet. And, I guess, that first person you meet happens to be me. So I agree. We can set a date. Although... why do we need a date? I agree to get married right now!" ... ... ... Novel Status: Volume 1 - COMPLETED ... Emily Hayes is tired of her grandmother's endless attempts to find a husband for the girl. The last conversation with a persistent relative ended with Emily threatening to marry the first person she meets. But what should she do if that very “first comer” heard everything and now demands fulfillment of the promise? And if at the first meeting she refused him, then at the second it became much more difficult to do this. ... ... ... "Are you upset, Miss Hayes?” asked the man. “Oh, no. I just haven’t been feeling well lately.” “Did something happen at work? Is anybody offending you?” Evans' gaze became serious. Emily tried to hide her smirk. She lifted her head and looked at the boss with the most innocent eyes, “Mr. Evans, you can congratulate me. I happen to be pregnant!” The man choked on his drink and immediately changed his face. The temperature around him dropped by several degrees. “And who is the lucky father, Miss Hayes?” he asked, pressing his palm into fist, “Did your grandmother finally trapped you, and Kevin got his chance?” Emily’s inner dragon purred with satisfaction. She took her sweet time before answering, “You.” My other work on Webnovel: - Fragments of Time [FREE/COMPLETED]

Anya_Nesh · Urban
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Failed Dreams.

"Since when do you drink dry wine, dear? I thought you hated it." Arthur Pitcher handed a glass to Marian.

The woman nodded in gratitude and took a sip, "I'm surprised you remember such details. As for the wine..." She raised the glass to eye level. Through thin glass walls and a translucent liquid, one could see a beautiful couple dancing for the fifth time in a row.

"Tastes change over time. As do people. And this wine also doesn't make you wake up with a terrible headache in the morning." Mrs. Hayes winked at the man and went back to watching the main couple of the evening.

Arthur was standing nearby and also watching his grandson and his beautiful wife, who at that moment looked as if they were the only people on earth who knew what happiness was.

"She said it was an honor for her that I took her to the altar," the man remembered what Emily had said to him before they went out to the guests. "But actually, it was an honor for me."