Richard was unable to utter a word for a long time. He didn't know how to respond to her. He was in a dilemma. He wasn't ready to go into a contract marriage neither was he ready to let her go.
"If I should get married to you, where are we going to stay?" Richard asked after some moments of silence.
"My house, of course," Rebecca replied with pride.
"Why not my house? After all, I'm the man. A woman should move in with her husband, not the other way round," Richard said with a frown.
"Ideally, I'm supposed to move in with you. However, given your reputation as a gigolo, I would rather stay in my house than move into a house God knows how many women have been there," Rebecca said with scorn. Richard frowned immediately after she said that.
"Who told you I bought women to my house? W
