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?"

she had missed something. She shot him an annoyed glance. "Why didn't you remind me earlier? I thought it was just signing some papers, and that's it." If he hadn't mentioned meeting downstairs in ten minutes, she wouldn't have been so nervous that she

stunning

his wife so naturally. Richard pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her forehead. "Aren't you going to be my wife soon? If you don't like that, we can choose another

pushed him away and blushed. She dashed upstairs

half an hour later, Pearl reluctantly applied makeup she was

quite wrapped her head around the idea of getting married so

a white dress for the

caused her to blush. "Alright, enough with the

at her and teased, "Did you bring

important?" Pearl took her ID from her pocket and showed it to