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.

was still unwilling to

millionaire ugly, also a mama’s boy, Joe. Rumour had it that the Malone family was particularly harsh and mean, having driven away

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

way, my son has been afraid of the dark since 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 also need to take

humiliation. She could no longer bear it and stood

marry anyone except

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

a thread. I am kind

wearing a

distance, she noticed a man striding

had

face seemed unsightly and grotesque as if

a sense of menace as he stared

could see him staring back at her intently, like a predator fixating on its

bodyguards and Madam Malone herself. “Madam, according to insider information, that man is the one we wanted to see, Mr.

Mr. Hawn?

Genoca City, rumors circulated about Leo Hawn, the billionaire from the Hawn family, with his exceedingly unattractive appearance and eccentric temperament. His

the rumored Leo and found him

other choice. Observing the awe and scare

her fear as

expect Monica to grasp his tie firmly, forcing him to lean down and passionately kiss