Third Person's POV
Marcus stopped twirling the pen in his hand, his gaze turning deep and inscrutable. "But he used to look down on me for being married before, didn't he?"
"That's true. It was only after I kept pestering him that he set this condition. If you agree to marry me, he'll come back after his business trip and perform Moira's surgery. Then Moira will be healthy again," Angela said, glancing at Marcus's expression.
His chiseled features were flawless, but his deep eyes were unreadable.
Angela was a bit uncertain herself—she had no way back now.
Losing to Kelsey, from the slums, was unthinkable.
She wanted to marry the man she loved. She'd always gotten what she wanted.
The office fell silent.
Marcus stood up and turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window, not speakin
