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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 · Urbano
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134 Chs

A New Toy to Play.

Justin was walking along the corridor, and the students whom he saw on the way, immediately tried to hide either in the nearest classroom, or merge with the wall to become invisible.

The guy was furious. A neckerchief with a skull and Justin's eyes glowing with anger would complete a great image of a necromancer if he were one. And no one wanted to become a victim of his murderous gaze.

The meeting with the professor was disgusting. Not only did Evans kill more than half an hour to find the right office, but the principled teacher decided to spoil the guy's mood with a meaningless task.

He had to write a report on the scientific work of some especially gifted students! Moreover, the man said that the results of some competition would depend on Justin's opinion! You might think he cares about these contests!

He glanced at the two folders of documents in his hand and grimaced in annoyance.