"I do." The person on the other end of the phone nodded and echoed, "By the way..."
Monica frowned. "What?"
"I laid my cards on the table for my parents again yesterday." Michael's tone sounded a little serious.
Monica tightened her grip on the phone.
Finn's eyes moved. He could totally see how nervous she was.
With that, he pursed his lips tightly and drove faster.
"My parents... agreed," Michael said straightforwardly.
Monica's heart skipped a beat as if something had hit her.
However, she did not know what that skip of a heartbeat meant. It seemed like she was not looking forward to it but was at the same time.
"My parents told me to invite you over to my house sometime. They want to know about your current situation," Michael said tactfully.
Monica understood what he meant.
