Flash Marriage When We Met

Chapter 1 Mr. Hawn, Please Marry Me!

At the grand lobby of MUSE Hotel, Genoca City.

“After marrying my son, you must give birth to three chubby children for our Malone family.”

The sophisticated-looking older woman incessantly chattered away, extending three chubby fingers, her lips painted a vibrant red.

“Also, no more of these flashy clothes and excessive makeup. Do you know that excessive use of cosmetics might affect fertility?” she continued.

“By the way, we won’t need housekeepers once you marry my son. You need to take care of my son, keep the house clean, and cook and do laundry for us. You do know that silk underwear requires handwashing, right?”

As the old lady made a series of demands, she looked at her “beloved son” Joe Malone, who was over 40, with a smile.

Joe leaned back lazily, brushing through videos of seductive beauties, occasionally chiming in, “My mom’s right,” his jiggling fat resembling a pig.

Monica Donat gazed at the peculiar mother and son sitting across from her, feeling like her heart had plunged into an abyss, and her hand holding the coffee cup trembled slightly.

Today was her eighteenth birthday, supposed to be the most beautiful day of her life.

However, the Donat family desperately needed money, with its company on the brink of collapse. Monica’s father had borrowed from loan sharks, who were now at their doorstep, threatening his life.

still unwilling

to marry her off to the millionaire ugly, also a mama’s boy, Joe. Rumour had it that the Malone family was particularly harsh and mean, having driven away several wives and even allegedly causing

looking at the terrified-looking girl in front of her – slender, fair-skinned, and pure as a budding gardenia – she seemed to be

childhood. I’ve been the one sleeping with him since his childhood. Even after you two are married, I’ll have to sleep in the middle, and I can teach you how to conceive sons… We’ll

no longer

marry anyone

everyone in the hotel lobby. Madam Malone’s face immediately darkened, her

by a thread. I am kind enough to let you marry into our family. Or

of the harsh reality, wearing a contemptuous smile and showing no concern that

as she scanned her surroundings. In the distance, she noticed a man striding towards them in a tailored suit, exuding an

had

and grotesque as if it was

a cheetah, his eyes carried a sense of

could see him staring back at her intently, like

overheard whispers between the Malone family’s bodyguards and Madam Malone herself. “Madam, according to insider information, that man is the one we

Mr. Hawn?

Leo Hawn, the billionaire from the Hawn family, with his exceedingly unattractive appearance and eccentric temperament. His notorious reputation

was face-to-face with the rumored Leo and found

this moment, she had no other choice. Observing the awe and scare shown by the Malone family towards Leo, she could only

and approached Leo, suppressing her fear as she met his icy gaze,

did Leo expect Monica to grasp his tie firmly, forcing him to