"Didn't I already explain to the entire world what I want to do yesterday? Mrs. Xavier, is your memory bad, or is mine?" Miles Xavier's eyes crinkled with a smile as he hooked Joan Shaw's chin with his index finger.
She could never accept being called "Mrs. Xavier."
"You mean…"
"Marriage." Miles Xavier tapped Joan Shaw's head with his finger. 'How did she get so dense all of a sudden?'
"What? Marriage?" Joan Shaw's jaw dropped in disbelief. She thought that whole scene yesterday was just Miles Xavier joking with her.
Miles Xavier nodded. "This is the best way for you to repay that debt. Of course, before that, you'll be acting as my fiancée. After a three-month trial period, if you pass, you will become my official wife."
"And what if I don't pass the assessment?" Joan Shaw blinked.
"Then you'll just have to honestly pay back that massive debt." Miles Xavier shrugged as if to say his hands were tied.
Joan Shaw clenched her fists, suddenly caught in a dilemma.
