Flash Marriage Makes A Perfect Match

Once inside the restaurant, he headed straight for the bathroom.

I didn’t know why I was going back to the restaurant, was I afraid? Afraid to see Marco?

Unconsciously, she thought Marco had come to see her, but hadn’t he hung up on her? Maybe he was here because he wanted to eat too.

When I think about it, this is the only reason that holds up.

She washed her hands slowly when her mobile rang again from her handbag. She dried her hands and took it out to see that it was Marco calling.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She hesitated to pick up the phone, and before she could speak, Marco’s voice came in coldly: “Carmencita, will you come out by yourself or shall I come in and get you?

His unquestioning tone sent a jolt through Carmencita’s body and conditioned her to say: “I’m going out”.

“One minute.

With that, Marco hung up the phone, loud and dry.

Marco had been on Carmencita’s mind for a long time and she had no time to think about it, so she grabbed her bag and ran out the door.

You bastard Marco! Just give him a minute!

The other people in the restaurant thought that something extraordinary had happened to him and made way for him.

Marco’s car was parked on the other side of the road and she pulled to the side of the road, looked around and ran to where his jeep was parked.

Marco saw her cross the road and got out of the car with a grimace, Carmencita came running up to him just then, picked her up and carried her to the side of the road, ducked her head and scolded her: “Who told you to cross the road, and you’re running, you think you’re a brick wall?

Carmencita was taken aback by his scolding and defended herself somewhat aggressively: “You said you wanted me to come in a minute, and I looked and there were no cars on the left or right.

Her head was lowered and Marco could only see the top of her head. He had sensed something unusual about her at the beginning of the phone call, when he had returned, she had been so happy and eager to see him immediately.

He casually checked and knew it was here.

Good thing she and Silo had just finished eating, or he wouldn’t have come in and caught her.

Marco felt a little uncomfortable and suffocated to see her arguing so seriously.

“Come in”.

Dropping those two words, he took the lead and got into the car.

After all, she was on the side of the road and Carmencita felt a little aggrieved in her heart, but she didn’t play hard to get.

Faced with Marco, he has to learn to hold back.

Avoid being too dependent on him and restrain his temper.

However, when she got into the car, she still turned her head somewhat uncontrollably to look at him.

It had been a long time since she last saw him in T-town, and he looked a little thinner again, his skin darker and his aura more frightening.

After all, he is thirty-two years old and has risen to the rank of general, which is a quick promotion compared to his peers.

At work, there is nothing left to choose, the only thing left is marriage.

Carmencita’s thoughts flew further and further away, and when she looked back, she realised that this was not the way back to the military compound.

“Where are we going?” she asked, turning her head in confusion.

Marco turned his head to look at her and spared the words, “Dinner”.

Carmencita wanted to say that she had already eaten and that she wanted to go home first, but seeing his cold, domineering look, she knew it would do no good and might infuriate him even more.

Marco went to a Chinese restaurant where he ordered and handed the menu to Carmencita, who shook her head and said: “I’ve already eaten, I’m not hungry”.

With a frown, he didn’t force it and simply ordered a few plates for her.

Carmencita could not eat, but under his intimidating gaze, she ate a little.

Marco ate quickly and it wasn’t long before the two of them returned home together.

When they arrived at the compound, Carmencita opened the car door and said to Marco: “Brother, I’m going back first.

When she finished, she stayed in place for a few more seconds, noticing that Marco just stared at her, not wanting to say anything, she tugged at the corners of her lips, smiling a little forcedly as she ducked her head and hurried home.

The parking space is only about ten metres from your door.

She had only taken a few steps when she heard the sound of a car door opening behind her. She stopped short when a hand reached behind her and pulled her back with such force that she had no time to react and, staggering, crashed into Marco’s arms.

He stood up and, before she could ask him what was wrong, he lifted her out of his arms and stood up, and he looked at her with a solemn expression, as if he were setting her a difficult task.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Carmencita froze for a moment and said: “What’s wrong with me? I’m fine.

Marco just stared at her, his eyes a little scary, and Carmencita was so disturbed by his gaze that she looked down and reached up to tickle his hair around his ear to hide her panic.

He had never been so serious about drawing a line in the sand with Marco, and while there had been unilateral cold wars in the past, they had been nothing more than temper tantrums.

“Are you having a tantrum? Are you mad because I didn’t take you to the airport?” Marco thought about it, and the only thing that came to mind was the fact that he hadn’t accompanied her to the airport when she was in T-town.

These days, apart from work, whenever he has free time, he thinks about that kiss of hers, which disturbs him a little.

But she is fine, she eats alone with other men as if nothing, and she is so cold to him.

“I’m not.” Carmencita took a small, motionless step back and said helplessly, “You must be very tired since you just got back today, why don’t you go home and rest?”

Marco didn’t even blink and said without hesitation: “I’m not tired”.

Carmencita was relentless, turned her head to one side and said: “But I’m tired”.

Her eyes caught Marco’s hand dangling at her side, and she startled, and without waiting for him to make a move, she turned and ran quickly home, leaving Marco standing there in disbelief.

Carmencita was distancing herself from him, I could see that, but I was a little confused as to why she was distancing herself from him.

He just didn’t take her to the airport, why was she so angry? That was a bit unlikely.

Marco was puzzled and, for the first time, found the young woman he had watched grow up, somewhat disconcerting.

Carmencita returned home and went straight upstairs.

Only when she returned to her room did she collapse on the bed as if exhausted.

When Marco wasn’t in Sky City and wasn’t in front of her eyes, she could distract herself with all sorts of excuses, and now that she’s back, she realises that it’s really hard to be cold to Marco.