I’ll marry you — yes!

Meanwhile...

"Z, I'm really sorry..." As they arranged the luggage, Cora Ma turned to Zoey who was going through the closet for a new bed sheet and blankets. 

"Why?" Casting Cora Ma an indifferent look, Zoey blinked her eyes leisurely. 

"Because..." A sigh escaped Cora Ma's lips as her shoulders lowered. "I should have used my head and..."

"Do you regret it?" Interrupting her midway, Zoey arched her brows as she pressed her lips into a thin line. 

Cora Ma slightly bowed her head, biting her bottom lip. "No," shaking her head, Cora Ma raised her head again and set her apologetic eyes to Zoey.