d. She wished she could tear Waylon, the ma

no interest in any form of relationship with him, much less putt

cusing her of dishonoring her late grandfathe

f with no choice but to let

place? Fine, you can stay!

ion and defiance, she threw the house keys on the table, her expressio

ly. Sharing a living space with someone she despised for

ence would only deepen her

She quietly pumped herself up. She couldn't let this man, who had shown her

behind almost made her trip. He casually said, "Hey, don't for

ing her up with this kind of man? He di

just ri

out an hour later, he was standing in front of a gravestone in Lucse

warm and friendly face. He was Debra's grandfat

ylon was badly injured and running for his life. Luckily

orgot that act

on to accept Ethan's request to marry Debra

poken with Waylon over the phone just a mont

ap

, "Mr. Morgan, you can rest easy now. With me here, nothing bad will come Debra's way. And ab

the cemetery, his figure blending into the surroundings as if he'd never been there. H

ere it was. Luckily, more than a month earlier, Ethan had given Waylon all the detail

corner of Blossom Villas. The villa's main hue was a soft light blue, surrou

mean I've lucked out and married into

's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but let out

yourself first!" A mocking voice suddenly interrupted Wayl

glasses, dressed in a sharp suit, looking every bit like a successful individ

in the gold-rimmed glasses let out an even bigger scoff. "It's amazing to see such a mix of folks

uitors?" Waylon gave the

re for if not Debra? You're after her too, aren't you? But let me tell you, you better

nded, "You've got me wrong.

. You're just a bumpkin, all the way! But see, I've got a powerful father. I'm young

ot it all wrong

say is, you guys might be chasing after Debra, but

's husband? What ar

rned into laughter. "Haha, that's a good one! You, Debra's husband? Have you taken a good lo

n sighed, wondering if he rea

ed glasses scoffed again. "Please, you're probably just fant

Pausing for a moment, Waylon smi

at

d, "If you're really Debra's husband, then I'll do whatever you want

t possible? Maybe. We

t. It would be even more disgusting to see someone like you eating shit. How

w on cash after rushi

llars is nothing to me. How about this? If you're really Debra's husband, I'll give you ten thousand dollars! But if you're no

m just worried you won't be abl

out a set of keys from his pocke

old-rimmed glasses

tely recognized the keys Waylon was holding. We

eys end up with

that he re