Love's Redemption (Chris and Maddie)

When Chris heard the noise, he looked up. His gaze fell on my face. I didn't even have to see it to know how dark my expression was. "Are you feeling unwell?" he asked, frowning slightly.

I walked to his desk without a word. Swallowing the bitterness in my throat, I said, "If you don't want to marry me, I can let your mom know."

Chris' frown deepened when he realized that I had overheard his conversation with Derick.

My throat felt dry as I continued, "I never thought that I'd end up being a burden to you, Chris-"

"To everyone else, we're already like a married couple," Chris interrupted me.

So what? Was he marrying me because of what everyone else thought? I wanted him to marry me because he loved me and wanted to spend his life with me.

With a click, Chris capped the pen in his hand and looked at the marriage license application form I was holding. "We'll register next Wednesday."

This was what I wanted to hear, but at that moment, it only made me feel terrible.

I lowered my head and shook it slightly. "Chris, you don't have to force yourself. I'm not some charity case."

"Madeline Crown!" he said sternly.

up to meet his impatient gaze, only to see him reaching his hand out toward me. My grip on the marriage

he ordered, "Give

and

lightly with a hint of helplessness. "I was just joking with Derick. Did you take

my arm before sliding down to take hold of my hand. Then, he pulled the document from my grasp. "Don't believe everything you hear in the future." He then turned around and put the document away in a drawer before grabbing his coat. "I need to go out for

been going out frequently, and he would stay

him. "Do

moment, a dimple appeared on his left cheek as he smiled. Chris looked good when he smiled. I still remembered how he had approached me with that

fall hopelessly in love with him. Even now, I still

head as his large hand

"Why else would I go halfway across the city to buy you some roasted pears, give you your favorite roses every birthday,

to waver, a smile and a few sweet words from Chris

firmly held in his hand. Depending on his mood, he controlled my joy and sorrow as he

words I had heard earlier

didn't let myself be as easily placated as before. I looked into his

hand stop its motion