Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 12 When Will We

Get Married

Elliot finally looked up and met her expectant gaze. “Why are you in such a hurry?”

“You see, I’m already twenty–four. It’s high time we tied the knot. Why don’t we just get the marriage certificate first? That way, it won’t affect your work, but we’ll finally be husband and wife!”

She gazed at Elliot with anticipation. Ever since they got engaged, she had been looking forward to their married life. However, with each passing day of their stagnant engagement, she grew increasingly restless.

Elliot looked at her with complicated feelings. He knew that he should marry Amanda soon, but for some

reason, he felt averse to the idea.

“Don’t you think things are fine just the way they are?”

Amanda was mortified. “How on earth is ‘this‘ fine? If we don’t get married, I’m doomed to stay just a fiancee

forever!”

Hearing this, Elliot was once again reminded of Corynn. She had also proposed a marriage, but at that time, he hadn’t felt the same resistance and irritation he did now. Besides, his engagement to Amanda was merely a family arrangement; he had no real feelings for the girl.

Thinking back, he realized that when Corynn first brought it up, he had genuinely considered settling down.

with her.

But his rational mind had overpowered his emotions, leading him to reject her proposal.

“This isn’t right!” Amanda exploded. “Elliot, this isn’t right at all! If you don’t marry me, you’ll never want to

sex with me!”

a tad too blunt, Amanda’s face turned as red as a tomato. “I… I mean…

it

coming from.” Elliot, having been pulled

table. “It’s just

there, looking up at Elliot helplessly. Gnawing at her

don’t want to

their relationship to the next level without intimacy?

never feel secure, engaged or not!

plate, paused mid–air. Then he replied nonchalantly,

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When Will We Get Married

her voice rising unintentionally. “Then why won’t you touch

aggressive questioning, Elliot was unfazed. He responded coolly, “Because you’re my fiancee;

from

me?!” Amanda shrieked, on the verge of breaking down.

running thin. Just then,

interrogation.

there’s a video conference that

nodded. To Amanda, he said, “I have to get back to work. You should head home

walked past her. In the end, he stopped