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.

father was still unwilling to sacrifice

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

in front of her – slender, fair-skinned, and pure as a budding gardenia – she seemed to

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 you to the hospital to have a virginity test and STD tests. Who knows if your father

blushed with humiliation. She could no

can marry anyone

in the hotel lobby. Madam Malone’s face immediately darkened, her humiliation evident, and she grew

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

wearing a contemptuous smile

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

had a horrifying

his face seemed unsightly and grotesque as if it

carried a sense of

staring back at her intently, like a predator fixating

the Malone family’s bodyguards and Madam Malone herself. “Madam, according to

Mr. Hawn?

unattractive appearance and eccentric temperament. His notorious reputation preceded him, and his physical aspect seemed to be a flaw, as he

face-to-face with the rumored Leo and found

and scare shown by

approached Leo, suppressing her fear as she

his tie firmly, forcing him to