Lawrence exclaimed silently remembering how he had left at dawn, leaving some notes on the table, he could conclude he wasn't delusional anymore. She was the lady of five years back with whom he had a one-night stand.
"Ha…have you spoken to him about it?" He stuttered and the door opened.
"Bianca!" Brant hurriedly strode towards her, she tilted her gaze sideways immediately to avert his.
"I'll leave you two to yourself now," Lawrence said, excusing himself.
"Hey, Bianca! I'm sorry. I looked for you everywhere… but you were just out of my radar, where the heck did you leave?" He questioned yet she kept her gaze sideways.
"Yea, it's understood, if you wish not to talk to me, but at least let me know if you are getting married to my cousin, I've got no rights but is he the father?"
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