“Have it your way. However, you are going to marry Malissa next weekend on a Saturday without any excuses. This time, you will not disappear before the wedding or turn up bloody drunk like the last time. Do you hear me?!” the boss screamed as he stood up and pointed an accusing finger at Hayden’s face.
I grimaced as I turned to look away for a moment.
“Of course. If that’s what you want. Agree to my conditions and I’ll marry her next Saturday,” Hayden said without hesitation.
My head snapped back to stare at him so fast that my neck make a slight cracking sound. What did he just say?!
We’re getting married next Saturday? Isn’t that like…more than a little rushed?
“Well, I look forward to the wedding and the celebration. This is going to be huge!” the boss cried out happily as he began clapping his hands together again.
