Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl had never imagined being in this situation with Richard. But seeing him look all pitiful now, she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

"Alright, I'll marry you."

Richard's face instantly lit up. "Okay, hurry and freshen up. I'll be waiting downstairs in ten minutes."

He got up, completely shaking off the annoyance of accidentally bumping into the table. He looked thrilled as if they were getting married right then and there.

Pearl suddenly felt that she had been tricked. But unable to come up with anything else, she mechanically washed up and then changed into fresh clothes before heading downstairs. Seeing her bare face, Richard reminded her with a firm tone, "We'll be taking photos for our registration today. Aren't you going to put on some makeup?"

didn't you remind me earlier? I thought it was just signing some papers,

future wife looks stunning whether she wears

did you become a smooth-talker? Wait a minute, who said you could call me your wife?" She didn't expect Richard to call her his wife so naturally. Richard pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on

that!" Pearl pushed him away and blushed. She dashed upstairs and

later, Pearl reluctantly applied makeup she was happy with and hesitantly made

she was feeling uncertain. She hadn't quite wrapped her head around the idea of getting married so soon. It was a big challenge for

into wearing a white dress

her to blush. "Alright, enough with the sweet

at her and teased, "Did you

forget something so important?" Pearl took her ID from her